Friday Night Funkin x Reader Stories

You in My Shirt

Pico x  Short Female Reader

~Disclaimer: This story contains content only for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.~

~Foul language, Rude humor, Smut~

~Cover art not mine~

Guide:

Y/n - Your name

E/c - Eye color

H/c - Hair color

H/l - Hair length

F/c - Favorite color

Unquoted Italicized - Thoughts

Bold - Text messages

Miscellaneous - 

Your nicknames from Pico is sugar-sticks/shortie (calls you other things too, but he gave you these names because he thought they were adorable).

 He hates it when you try to hide yourself from him, he thinks your beautiful.

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Y/n POV:

I woke up to the smell of bacon.

Is Pico making breakfast? 

I put on some clothes, walked out of the bedroom and was greeted by two plates on the dining room table, both steaming waiting for their demise.

"G'morning, princess." Pico greeted.

"Hi my ginger." I yawned.

"Ya hungry?"

"Yes!"

"I thought you would be." He smiled, his white eyes twinkled in the sunlight.

"Ugh, I'm so happy that I'm off work for awhile" I sighed. I pulled out my chair and started eating the food Pico made for me.

"Heh, me too. Means I get to spend more time with ya." said Pico.

"Thank you for breakfast Pico, this is amazing." I said.

"No problem, anything for my shortie," He laughed. He got up from his chair and put his plate in the sink. He walked over to my seat and stood behind it, I felt his big hands start to rub my shoulders.

"Do you have anything going on today?" I asked as I took a bite of eggs.

"Actually I do." He replied. My heart sank a little.

"What's that?"

"Keith wants a rematch cause he thinks our last battle was shit. I dunno, he's just gonna end up losing again." 

"Oh." I sighed.

"Why sound so down, sugar-sticks?" He leaned over the side of the chair so I could see his face.

"I just wanted to hang out today is all." I frowned.

"Ah, don't worry. I'm sure it won't take long." He reassured.

"Ok, but you know how Keith gets."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. He has the mentality of a child I swear." Pico joked.

"Yep." I giggled.

"Well I need to go get ready, they are coming by soon," He said.

"Alrighty."

Pico POV:

I feel like a big bag of dicks for going out to battle Keith. Y/n seemed so sad. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.