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"Whoooo! Wow, last week was still freakin' exhausting..."

Keith sighs in the most exaggerated way and leans his weight on Velvet's shoulder while she gently ruffles his hair with a smile, they were both stargazing on top of the speakers.

You on the other hand, were just leaning against the speakers that Velvet managed to bring along with her. At first both you and Keith found it impossible, until she pushes a button from the side and it eventually morphs into a briefcase. Both you and Keith were flabbergasted for a moment that day, but then brushed it off, seeing if demons exists then this is nothing compared to it.

"Eyyyy, [n/n]! Why not join us up here??" Keith pokes his head down from the top of the speakers. "Yeah! We'd love for you to join us!" Velvet joins in shortly after with a huge smile, beaming at you. You grow a bit flustered by this.

"Ah, I don't wanna intrude your date though. I'm perfectly fine right here, plus maybe I should keep watCH—" You got cut off by two pairs of arms grabbing you from above.

"Oh, c'mon now!! Don't be such a killjoy!" Keith exclaims, hoisting your upper body up. "Yeah yeah, it's not like you're a nuisance! Come now." Velvet adds, hugging your waist while pulling you. By now, you could feel your face erupting in flames from how close the two are now.

"G-Guys, stop! I get it, I get it!! Lemme just—"

Afterwards, you find yourself being squished between both of them while they still haven't let go of you. You hear both of them chuckle at your reaction.

"Isn't this a bit too close for comfort..?" You say, Keith just shrugs while only moving closer as Velvet seems unfazed by it. "No? The speakers ain't even that big enough for the three of us so we need to stay close!" He answers with a toothy grin, most likely in a teasing way, even putting an arm around your shoulder. Velvet does the same and has her arm around your waist. You just brushed it off and were about to respond—

Then abruptly, a loud bang was heard, causing the two lovebirds to jolt in shock and almost immediately clinged onto you.

"Beep bap bop skebap—?!" Keith exclaims, Velvet soon following. "W—What was that?!" She shrieks as you shrug in return, trying to calm them both down.

"Well, well! Didn't think I'd see ya here, eh?"

A rather rough voice grabs all of your attention, making all of you turn to see a fairly tall figure approaching from the distance.

"And I see you guys are currently on a date! What a great timing for me to make my entrance..." You hear his voice chuckle. It seems like he hasn't seen you just yet since he only had his attention on both Velvet and Keith, and probably because they were both hiding you behind them.

"Huh...hello?" Velvet starts, looking unbothered as always.

"Great, why is it that you here? Is there something you want?" Keith speaks up, now jumping off the speakers and faces the man who you aren't familiar with.

You notice he wears a green shirt with darker green sleeves, then wears beige pants along with a pair of red sneakers. His hair also appears to be ginger with his eyes being white, barely seeing any pupils in it. You could also see scars barely visible underneath his sleeves and collar.

"Listen, I haven't gotten all day so lemme just get this shit over with..." The man then spins the gun in his hand and points it at Keith, which made him jump from surprise and raised both his hands up in surrender. "H-Huh?! Pico?!!" Keith's eyes widened. Seeing as he seems to be in trouble, you decided to confront them.

"Say your last words before I sh— W-What the—?!"

He abruptly stops pulling the trigger by the time he catches a glimpse of you trying to shield Keith in front of him, making him stumble on his feet to raise his uzi up. But, he still manages to drop it on the floor and almost shot you as you feel the bullet pass just a couple centimeters beside your head. The ginger haired male narrowed his eyes in annoyance and looks up to your direction.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YA THINK WERE YA DOING?! I could've shot you dead right then and th—" before he could continue what he's suppose to say, he suddenly stop halfway once he locks his eyes with your [e/c] ones. "—errr... Huh? Who—??! I... haven't seen you before." His demeanor suddenly changes, his annoyed expression now morphing into being bemused.

"I…could say the same thing." You awkwardly reply, Keith notices this and peeks over your shoulder while flipping him off. He instantly got pissed by this, but Keith quickly hides himself behind you while laughing.

"[Y/n], dear. Are you alright?" You hear Velvet's feminine voice snap your attention back to her, giving her a reassuring nod. "Yeah, didn't even hit me so there's nothing to worry." You smiled at her which she also returns it. Keith finally reveals himself from behind you then stood right beside you, wearing a smug grin whilst looking at the same man.

"Tsk, you never do change huh? Looks like you even need someone to come protect your sorry ass..." The ginger haired male spat back, appearing annoyed.

"Oh? I see you've had a weak spot for a moment there, though? 'Sup with that, eh?? Pico?~"

With that statement, you notice the man, whose name is Pico, looks like he was about to snap again for a second but chose to keep his cool once he makes eye contact with you. You then watch him clear his throat and pick his gun up again and faced Keith with a glare, now trying to force his smile back up.

"Is that so? Would've been very unfortunate if I—" Pico then playfully points the gun at you, causing both Keith and Velvet to stood up from their position. "—were to have shot them accidentally. Wouldn't that be a fuckin' disaster, I'd actually hate myself." He adds, having a smirk on his face. You just blankly stared at him.

"Errrr, uuhhh— Don't want to be rude, but who is he, babe?" Velvet asks from pure curiosity, turning her head towards Keith as you also await for an answer, not noticing Pico having a panicked look.

"W-Wait, hold the fuck o—"

Before he could say anything else, Keith already speaks up.

"Well, his name's Pico. He and I used to date back then! I can also freely say that he can be a prick sometimes..."

Keith casually responds, whispering the last statement more quietly, as if his answer barely meant anything at all and see him wear a dorky smile plastered on his face, looking dumbfounded. However though, Pico didn't seem to take this lightly and see him grumble a few curses from the distance and tries to keep his cool all together. You could've sworn you could see he really didn't wanna keep doing this but for some reason, you wonder why he even bothers trying not to commit mass genocide at the moment if he can.

"Ugh, that's fucking it! I really am looking forward on putting this bullet inside your skull, but—" He stops midway, holding his gun firmly and glances at you for a moment. "—I change my goddamn mind."

"Huh?"

"Hmm..?"

"....eh....?"

Shaking Pico's head in frustration, he then fixes himself as he holds his gun on his left hand while pulling a microphone from his pocket, using his right hand. Once in position, he smirks.

"Since I'm feelin' a tad bit fuckin' nice today. I'll let this one pass, just so I don't look bad!" He cocks his gun with ease, now facing you and Keith. "Won't wanna make a bad impression first at least."

Keith was utterly confused by his behavior since he knows Pico isn't one for someone to ever care what other people thinks about him, which costs him to wonder deeply. But then his mind got struck by realization, he twists his head over to your direction. This surprised you for a second, giving him a dot-eyed expression of confusion.

'No funkin' way, don't tell me—"

Keith then looks back at Pico only to see him staring at your form with small visible amount of interest along with a tint of pinkish hue dusting his cheeks, making Keith grip his microphone hard.

'This motherfunker also has the hots for them!!?!? You're kidding!'

"Yo, so are we on with it or nahhh??!" Pico shouts with impatience, staring deadly towards Keith with a dark atmosphere.

Taking a hold of the situation he's in now at the moment, Keith goes back to his previous self and grinned back towards his ex while holding the microphone close to his face.

"Yeah, I'm ready to funk! Bring it on!"

As you stood there, you hear someone calling you again. "[Y/n], up! C'mon." Velvet ushers you from where she sits, seeing her cross-legged on top of the speakers with a smile. "Ah, right!" You say quietly under your breath, walking towards her and start climbing as she helps you up.

Unbeknownst to you, a pair of white eyes watches you with interest from afar as you finally managed to sit comfortably right next to Velvet as she pats your head. Keith never fails to notice this and scoffs, gaining the other ginger haired latter's attention.

"Quit starin' at my friend and let's get on with this." He readies himself, Pico does the same with pride filling his chest. But not before saying:

"Oh, that's just your friend? Damn—I am guessing they're free then?" By now, it was Keith's turn to get annoyed but still manages to calm himself down. "Let's just this over with..."

"Mhm, yeah that's right."

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| End of chapter 3 |

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Go pico yeah yeah go pico—

I lowkey hate my writing lmao

My writing's criiiingee

—a/n