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Ah, valentines day. The day where you’re supposed to spend time with the person you love because an old saint said so a long time ago.

Except Blake can’t.

Gia and her family were out of town for the week (no doubt another devious plan by Mr dearest to keep Blake away from his daughter) therefore, Blake was unfortunately doing no funkin tonight.

He let out a metallic sigh as he lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

What else could he do to celebrate valentines?

He could practice singing, but it was no fun when he was singing alone. He could watch a crappy rom-com, but it would be boring with nobody to make fun of it with.

He looks out the window. Maybe he should just take a walk. It was a nice cloudless sky, and the sun was beginning to set.

Then again, there would probably be lots of couples walking too, holding hands and hugging, walking and sitting on benches together and all that jazz, and he would probably look weird if he was all alone.

Blake sighs again. He felt so lonely.
He needed someone else to spend valentines with. As friends.

He sits up, getting out his phone and looking through his contact list.

There were the spooky kids, but they were probably out causing innocent mischief for “lovey month” or something like that. There was carol, but she was probably out with Whitty, or maybe Sarvente. Either way she was unavailable. And all his siblings were probably busy as well…

Blake was about to give up, but there was one other name he spotted.

Pico.

Blake smiled. They hadn’t hung out in a while. And even if he was busy, he could still probably get some interesting conversation out of him.

Blake taps on his name and sends a message.

Yaboyblake: hey carrot top

He watches the screen for a few minutes before he gets a reply.

Peekochu: whatup blueberry

Blake giggles a little, typing.

Yaboyblake: Happy pink and red hearts day lol

Peekochu: same to you
Peekochu: guessing you’re spending it with cherry rose girl

Blake sighs sadly.

Yaboyblake: nope
Yaboyblake: her parents took her out of town for the week :(

Peekochu: dang
Peekochu: that’s rough buddy

Yaboyblake: I'm so lonely T-T

Peekochu: same here tbh
Peekochu: Darnell is taking Nene out to the dumb valentines festival across town

Blake smiles a little. Maybe he didn’t have to be alone.

Yaboyblake: wow

Peekochu: so I'm gonna be bored all night lol

Yaboyblake: lol

Blake then gets straight to the point.

Yaboyblake: say, it’s been a while we hung out one on one
Yaboyblake: wanna have a guys night
Yaboyblake: just the two of us

The screen was blank for a little bit before Pico responded.

Peekochu: sure why not
Peekochu: I've got no plans

Blake smiled and fist pumped. “yes!”

Yaboyblake: awesomesauce

Peekochu: where you wanna meet up

Blake thinks for a bit before answering.

Yaboyblake: how about that ice cream place over by the bike shop
Yaboyblake: they’re probably having a V-day sale lol

Peekochu: sure sounds tasty
Peekochu: what time should i be there by

Yaboyblake: let's say about 15 minutes

Peekochu: aight
Peekochu: see ya

Yaboyblake: see ya

Blake smiles, putting his phone away before he gets off the bed, putting on and tying his red sneakers and donning his iconic red rapper hat before heading out.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the ice cream shop, sitting on a bench outside. He watches as the sun turns the sky a reddish orange and the pink clouds roll across it, forming cartoonish hearts.

Blake sighs. “Gotta keep reminding me…” he thinks aloud.

“Reminding you of what?” said a rough voice beside him.

Blake jumps a bit, looking beside him. Sure enough, there was the orange haired man, with a confused look on his face.

“Hey! There you are!” Blake says with a smile, standing up. “Eh, i was just talking to myself.” he says, swatting the air. Pico responds with a small smirk. “If you say so, blue.” Blake giggles. “Yeah.”

He then turns to the door. “So, ice-cream?” Pico nods, walking over and opening the door for him. “After you, princess.” he says sarcastically. Blake giggles as he walks in. “Oh stop it you.”

Blake gets a cherry/strawberry combination sundae, and Pico gets a rocky road one. After they get their ice creams, they sit down at a table outside to eat. They watch as the sun sets, the sky turning from pink-orange to a violet-blue. It was very pretty.

“Hey man, I'm sorry ya girl is out of town.” Pico says, a sympathetic smile on his face. Blake smiles back. “It’s whatever, man. I miss her, but hey, she’ll be back soon.” he takes another bite of his ice cream. “We can make up for lost time, if you know what i mean.” he says with an eyebrow wiggle. Pico rolls his eyes. “Yeah yea yeah, i know.” Blake giggles. “Sorry.”

After a few minutes of eating, Blake asks, “Say, after this, wanna head back to my place?” He looks at Pico. “We can watch old DVDs and make fun of how cheesy they are.” he smiles and takes another bite.

Pico smirks. “Sure,” he says as he finishes up his ice cream. “I could use some 2000s-era nostalgia.” Blake smiles. “Cool.”

When they got finished with their sundaes, they threw the wrappers away and got up, Blake staring off towards his apartment and Pico following.
Blake noticed the sun had gone down completely, and the stars were coming out. He smiles as he sees them.

About 10 minutes later, they were both on Blake's couch, relaxing and watching some old show they both used to like when they were kids.

Blake smiled, looking over at Pico. He looked really nice in the low light… Spending time with his best pal was so much fun. It reminded Blake of what it was like before they…

Oh… right…

Blake frowns, scooting a little further away.

Pico notices. “Hey, you ok?” he asks.

Blake looks back up at him. “O-oh yeah!” he says, smiling quickly.

Pico looks serious. “I know that look.” he scoots closer. “Something’s wrong, and now you’re gonna refuse to tell me.”

Blake gulped. Pico knew how to read him like an open book.

He looks away. “N-nah, it’s just a dumb thought I had, nothing to worry about.” His voice was shaky.

Pico wasn’t buying it. “Blake.” he said, his tone monotone.
Blake looks scared for a few seconds, then sighs, closing his eyes. “A-alright… I'll tell you…”

He scoots a little closer, opening his eyes. “It’s just that…” he was quiet for a bit, trying to find the right words.

Pico gently puts his hand on Blake's shoulder, making him blush a bit. “Yeah…?”

Blake takes a breath. “Well… this whole night…reminded me of…”

He lets out another metallic sigh.

“Before we broke up.”

As he said that, he finally looked Pico in the eyes.

Pico’s face falls. “O-oh…” he removes his hand.

Blake didn’t want him to.

“I-I'm sorry…” Pico says, looking away. “I-i didn’t mean to-”

Blake then puts his hand on Pico's shoulder, squeezing it a bit.

This causes Pico to flinch a bit, looking Blake in the eye again. Blake then speaks.

“You don’t have to be sorry.”

He grabs Pico by the shirt, pulling him in and pressing his lips to his own, firmly yet softly.

Pico froze up for a few seconds, before relaxing and kissing him back, holding him by the waist gently. Blake lets go of his shirt and moves his arms to wrap them around Pico's neck.

God… he never realized how much he’d missed this…

They continued to kiss for a minute or two before they both pulled back, breathing heavily.

Neither say anything, just looking into each other’s emotion-filled eyes. Until Blake found the courage to speak.

“I still love you…”

It wasn’t very loud, only a whisper, but it still caused Pico to almost tear up. Almost.

He hugs Blake again, stroking his back tenderly. He could feel him trembling.

“I love you too…” Pico whispers, gently placing a kiss to Blake's cheek. “I… I never stopped…”

“O-oh Pico…” Blake says tenderly, moving to hold him tighter and nuzzle into his neck and shoulder.

“I’m all yours…” he said, peppering Pico's neck and jawline with small kisses. “Even if just for tonight…”

Pico blushes and holds him tightly, enjoying the pleasure that the kisses gave him. But one thought lingered at the back of his mind.

“Wait… Won’t g be mad at you…?”

Blake kissed at his chin and neck again. “I’m sure she won’t mind. After all, her family isn’t exactly the traditional type…” he says with another kiss, just under his ear.

Pico smiled, slowly moving his hand under Blake's shirt. “Fair enough.”

Blake shivers, then nuzzles his cheek with a smile.

Guess he was valentine funkin after all.