''𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚢.'' (Boyfriend x Pico)

''ꜱᴛᴀʀᴠᴇᴅ''

Boyfriend stared at the board as the teacher wrote seemingly endless notes on it. Pico was still holding onto him, but he had somewhat let go after a while.

He felt his chest ache. All day he couldn't stop thinking about how weak he was. He overheard some kids making comments on his physical appearance and he spiralled into a stupid mindset.

Trying to get his mind off of the hurtful thoughts, he made some small doodles in the side of his notebook.

It took him a second to realize that people were packing up to leave the class. His head perked up as Pico tapped his shoulder.

"You'll be ok, ok?" Pico pulled Boyfriend's hair out of his face. "Two more classes."

"Two more hour-long classes." Boyfriend rolled his eyes.

"It'll be ok." Pico let go of Boyfriend's face and smiled reassuringly.

The two boys hugged each other, and soon walked down the hallway to their respective classes. Boyfriend ended up in Home Economics. It wasn't an entirely fun class but, it was ok.

He sat down at a desk and sighed.

Two more hours.

..-Timeskip-..

Boyfriend waited outside the school doors for Pico. It hadn't been very long since the bell rang but, he still didn't wanna be here a moment more.

"Boyfriend!"

"WAHAA!" Boyfriend's hand went up as he screamed, smacking Pico right in the face. Boyfriend spun around to look at the ginger. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!"

"Dude, it's- mphm.. fine." Pico muttered out as Boyfriend squeezed his cheeks and checked his face.

"Okay.." Boyfriend backed up and looked down at the concrete floor.

"You ready?" Pico held out his hand. The bluenette looked up at Pico and smiled, reaching out to grab his extended hand.

"Mhm."

Once they stepped off of school grounds, it felt like a weight had been lifted.

Knowing that he wouldn't have to go home to his dad, Boyfriend felt calm for the first time in months.

But he still had the small feeling of dread. What if he comes back to his own house and his dad hurts him more? What if he hurts his mom? What if-

"Hey, B." Pico spoke out, interrupting his thoughts. "Does your mom know you're coming with me? At least one of 'em should know."

"Yeah I texted my mom during lunch, she knows." Boyfriend rubbed his arm and got into Pico's car.

"Good.." Pico felt the awkwardness and just decided to keep quiet as he started it up.

"Do you remember the first time we ever talked?" Boyfriend spoke up.

"Yeah, when I asked you to be my boyfriend."

"No-no, when you helped me get to my class." Boyfriend paused, trying to remember exactly what happened. "I couldn't find my way around school and was so close to giving up, but then you appeared out of nowhere and helped me to my class."