#blmmed

I don’t think I ever posted these... so here we go!

1. POV you’re about to get your lunch money stolen by @blmmed ‘s Pico and my Keith. 

2. My B!Side Keith! Pink pretty boy who does pop more than rap. Not very nice, mainly speaks in beeps and sound effects. Will shit talk your Yeezy’s with a smile and you probably won’t even know. 

It’d been curious to Boyfriend. The kind of love lost that Pico displayed — the way that he’d given him that ultimatum... It’d been kind of thrilling, in its own way, but it also stood in direct contrast to the kind of bond that the two of them used to share. That’s not the curious part, though; when he turned away after their rap battle, he’d been certain he wouldn’t see him again. (Not out of a desire not to, really. Whatever Pico seems to be holding toward him, it’s not a mutual affair by any means... It’s true that their relationship had ended, but it hadn’t been a spot of bitterness for Boyfriend, and it hadn’t been with any intention of neglect. Not by a long shot.) That’s where Boyfriend was wrong, he supposes; although he hadn’t drawn attention to it at the time, it’d been hard not to notice the way that Pico leered in the background of the mall when Daddy Dearest and Mommy Mearest collaborated on attempting to take him down right then and there. That hovering over stood in contrast to the way that Pico asserted that he’d stay “out of his way” (an agreement that Boyfriend wasn’t entirely sure he fully bought into, but he decided not to press upon). So... What had he been doing there?

At first Boyfriend thought about letting it go, since really it didn’t matter as Pico could go anywhere he so pleased. But the more that he thought about it, the more that it bothered him. In the wake of the monster leaving him and Girlfriend behind, he’d been left with those thoughts given that Daddy Dearest and Mommy Mearest went on their way. The illusions that twisted the mall’s interior evaporated, and crowds passing him by, Boyfriend couldn’t help the way that Pico’s presence gnawed at him, to the point that Girlfriend even noticed and asked him if he was all right. It’s with the question that he was spurred into action, prompted to do something about this anxiety rather than simply sit upon it. He might as well have this settled once and for all.

It was with that that he waved Girlfriend off and began to hunt Pico down within the mall, no small task when it was still crowded with people that Boyfriend didn’t know very well. As he ducked his head to shrink back away from them (not a very difficult task given how small he was), it took him a bit before he thought he spotted familiar ginger hair down one of the aisles. Likely Pico was on his way to head out, and maybe Boyfriend would feel guilty about interrupting that process, but this was important, he was sure of it.

     ⛧𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶;;– ‘ I was wondering what the cold stare was I felt at the back of my head. ‘ She turned on her heel and was met with a very VERY familiar green and orange combo that she could have only seen once before. And it was that sight that made her grin with very dangerous intent and she strode right over to him.

     ‘ Pico, darling! ‘ She cooed sharply. ‘ It’s been EONS! How have you been? ‘ She didn’t even wait for an answer before she put her hand to her chest, fingertips pressing against it.

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Keeping Warm

Ideally, Keith would (selfishly) use his partner to keep warm. Placing his cold hands on their bare stomach/back under their clothes, warming his hands in theirs, or inviting himself to share their jacket. If the jacket isn't big enough for both then he'll wriggle his hand into his partners pocket so they can hold hands there.

If he's alone then he's piling on layers and moving around. It's not an uncommon sight in the winter to see Keith hopping in place with his hands jammed into his pockets to keep blood pumping and body temps up.

Keeping Cool

Keith is naturally warm, it's hard to cool down and stay cool. Sometimes the window AC in his shoddy apartment unit ain't enough. If he needs to cool down then he's in an oversized tanktop or t-shirt with the sides cut off and shorts while sprawled out on the wood floor with a fan pointed at him after taking a cold shower. Don't make him move.

     🏴𝒪𝓉𝒾𝓈;;-- He hadn’t meant to say it the way he did... It was just something that came out in that moment. Years of literal irritation building up... And once again hearing no one bother to ask Otis about just Otis today just made something snap in his brain. It just came out, and he’d meant to say it jokingly... But the tone was heavy immediately.

     It was when he’d heard the response of “Shut up” that Otis felt himself tense and break his attention from maintenencing ESBB for the hundredth time this week. His shoulders raising as he silently pulled his hood over his head. Great... He’d made Pico mad... That wasn’t even his intentions with it either.

     ‘ Pico that wasn’t... ‘ He took in a deep breath. ‘ I wasn’t trying to guilt you. If anything I meant to say it as a joke. I didn’t mean it like that, Pico, honest. ‘

     Those last words cut deep. Wouldn’t want to talk to him if he wasn’t such a nerd... Like he’d understand. Robotics was the only way he felt like himself outside the cafe job he worked at. People there knew who he was. Otherwise all he ever was, was a specific red head’s cousin and that’s it. They didn’t care about him. It made him wonder if things would have been different if they weren’t cousins at all. Not that he wished that. No, he’d never wish for that. but often, he’d wondered.

Ha! He loves when a guy can take a punch. Makes it so much more satisfying to punch them, especially when the guy looks a little like him (but taller, more built, the scar on his face less obvious. Some of it he almost envies, for a second, before he remembers he doesn’t care.)

Pico doesn’t quite dodge in the nick of time; their fist grazes his cheek and it’s sure to leave a bruise. He lets out a short bark of a laugh in response.

@blmmed​ said: "ms. clark, look!" pico gives her a card, he decorated it all himself. it had a little doodle of her and some stickers. "it's a thank you card, for being the teacher!"

Stephanie’s Time (accepting until I go to bed tonight)

     📚𝒮𝓉ℯ𝓅𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾ℯ;;-- She had been at her desk, trying to get a bit of marking done while lunch period happened so she didn’t have a lot to do tonight. She may have to change around the lesson plan again-- ‘ Hm? ‘ She looked over to see Pico holding the card out to her. She smiled at him and took it, looking at the contents inside.