Pico was in big trouble,like big big trouble.

He had been running from Daddy dearest and his demon of a wife (literally) the whole week. He had failed and refused to assassinate Boyfriend,so now he's gotta run.

It was 2am. The only place he had left was Boyfriend's house. He saw the bathroom window open and jumped in, crashing onto the ground with his gun in one hand,a backpack full of his belongings in the other. He looked up and saw boyfriend in his oversized pyjamas, brushing his teeth,he looked cute in them but Pico would rather die than admit it.

"Boyfriend!" He said, scowling