See Through || Pico x Reader

Promise

My eyes move to his ears for the hundredth time today and an idea comes to mind."I have a question," I say.

"Yes, I will purr if you pet me." He laughs without looking up at me.

"I have no more questions."

After paying, we exit the restaurant and he takes me to his hotel room. I was iffy at first, but he assures me he only wants to talk. His rooms looks similar to mind, only there's one bed instead if two. My legs are burning after taking four flights of stairs, so much so that I plop onto his bed immediately.

"You here with family?" He inquires to start more casual conversation.

"Friends, actually." The word friends, makes my stomach sink when I recall the events from the elevator.

"Sounds cool. I was wondering, that guy that was shouting at you in the lobby a while ago. Is he one of your friends?" He asks as he sits beside me.

I wasn't sure how to answer that question. My heart felt sad at the though of our friendship ending over that one argument.

"He's...we're kinda..." My brain is unable to find the right words.

"Complicated?"

I sigh and just nod.

"I don't think friends should ever have shouting matches like that. But, whatever it was about is none of my business, so I'll keep my nose out of it." He shrugs."Let's talk about something else." He says with more life in his voice, attempt to cheer me up.

"Sure. But I dunno what..."

He sighs."You can pet me."

"Really?!" I gasp excitedly. He nods and I slowly reach up to scratch him behind his ear. He closes his eyes and after a few seconds, begins to purr. My heart melts as I can feel the vibrations of his purring when I scratch under his chin. His fur was so silky smooth, it was almost unbelievable.

~~~

Keith POV

"Not even four hours later, she's on a date with some other guy! It's not even a guy, it's a damn cat! What kind of furry shit is she into?! And she didn't even tell me!"

I'd been listening to Pico yell for the better part of A WHOLE DAY!!! At this point, I was only half listening, but I still wanted to be there for my friend in his time of need.

"Damn, bro. It's hard out here in these streets." I dead pan as I flip through the ten or so channels provided by the hotel.

"You're not even listening to me." He huffs and plops down on his bed in frustration.

I toss the remote to the side and turn to face him."I am listening. But what do you want me to say. Your jealous ramblings aren't gonna change the fact that you lost the battle!"

He scoffs at me."I'm not jealous. What would ever make you think that?"

"Because you're insulting the guy she's hanging out with and you don't even know him. Also, you clearly want to talk to her again, but you're letting your pride get in the way of making up. Just go apologize to her." I ranted to him. He rolled his eyes.

"Why would I apologize when I saved her life? She's the one being ungrateful."

"If I can't get through to you, then I'll shut my mouth. Feel free to keep complaining, though. Maybe that'll help you get her to forgive you." I smirk at him. He scowls at me as if he was ready to pull his Uzi and shoot me.

His scowl soon turned into a frown. I could tell I'd gotten to him and he was hurting. It was starting to make me feel bad and I sighed."I don't think you have the right to be angry because she's hanging with another guy. You just missed your chance, and that's okay. It's not the last chance you'll ever have. But if you're mad at her for being mad at you because you're the reason that guy almost punched her, you're in the wrong."

He didn't meet my gaze, but instead closed his eyes and sniffed."I'm not mad at her. I'm mad at myself."

"Then go make things right. Maybe she slept off the anger and she's in a better mood today. Good luck." I smile and give a thumbs up. He nods and jogs out of our hotel room.

~~~

(Y/N) POV

I sat in the lobby with Jenna beside me, telling her all about my date last night.

"So this Kapi guy you met, you said he's a dancer too?"

"Yeah, he's so good! He challenge me to a DDR tournament at the arcade and it was so much fun! After he won, he made taking me on a date his prize." I blush heavily, kicking my legs as we sit on the soft couch in front of the fireplace. It wasn't lit of course, way too hot for that.

"Sounds like a keeper. But...what about Pico?" She asks cautiously, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Tch, what about him?"

"Ouch. You're really mad at him." She says."Of course I am! He had no right to hit that guy! And my arm is bruised thanks to their little elevator spat!" I exclaimed and cross my arms aggressively over my chest with a hmph.

Suddenly, I feel a pair of hands cover my eyes. Well, more like paws. That silky voice rings from behind me."Guess who~"

"Ooh, is it Santa?!" I say jokingly and I hear him and Jenna laugh. He removed his furry hands and sits beside me.

"Hey, (Y/N), Miss," he extends a hand to Jenna and she shakes it kindly."My name's Jenna."

"A lovely name." She blushes at his compliment. He looks back to me, wrapping his arm around me on the back of the sofa."I hope you slept well, cause I challenge you to another tournament."

"Oh it's on!"

The door to the stair well opens and out comes Pico looking around the lounge before spotting us and walking over."Morning," he smiles at me and Jenna, but that smile fades when he looks at Kapi.

Kapi returns the scowl he got from the ginger.

"(Y/N), can I talk to you for a moment...alone?" He asks, eyeing Kapi rudely.

"No."

"Please? I really need to-"

"I need to change my clothes into something flexible. Kapi and I are going dancing. Come on, Jen, I need your help." I take her hand and drag her with me to the stair well, leaving Pico and Kapi alone.

~~~

Pico POV

Jenna mouths a 'sorry' to me as she jogs to catch up with her.

(Y/N) completely ignored me and left without hearing me out. That only adds to my anger when my eyes meet the boy she's apparently going dancing with. My blood boils as he smiles at me.

"Yo, I'm Kapi." He reaches out to me. I begrudgingly shake his hand, squeezing it as tight as I could make it known that I'm not a fan. He tightens his grip as well, his expression not changing or wavering in the slightest.

"Name's Pico." I introduce myself with a low growl.

"I hear you're a douchebag."

"I hear you're a furry."

"I'm an actual cat, jackass."

"Fuck you."

"What's your problem, man-"

"You're my problem." I cut him off, pulling away from his grip harshly and stepping closer to him.

"Wrong answer." He steps closer to me, nearly closing the gap between us."Your problem is the fact that you can't handle being wrong. She told me about you, Pico. I've got your number. She didn't get specific, though, so whatever she's mad at you for, it's your job to fix it."

My hands fold into fists, but I hold back with all my might from socking him in his jaw.

"(Y/N) is awesome. Only one date, and I can tell anyone on this earth would be lucky to have her. I like her, but I know she still likes you. So I'll do you a favor and I'll step back, but let me tell you this. Fix your shit. Apologize. Treat her right. Or else...I will." He steps past me, standing beside me and resting his arm on my shoulder.

"And then I really will be your problem."