not my usual post, but i made a very sloppy fic thats ass for my friend. so yeaahhhaa…
curly shepard x ponyboy curtis
- context, curly was hanging out with ponyboy one afternoon since darry and soda had gone out to pick up some girls. as dumb as his was, curly drunk all of darrys beer and got kicked out the house for a week.
- warnings — alcohol, cursing, kissing, kinda goes with twttin, and to, ahhahhhahhaaaAANNNGSSST. !!NOT PROOFREAD!!
it was around 2 in the morning when a thump hit the curtis’ window. ponyboy was just drifting off after everything in regards to.. earlier… but got startled at the noise - which also woke up sodapop.
pony grumbled something under his breath, sitting up and running a hand down his face groggily. “soda, is one of your girls back?”
“you say one like i have a whole line-up of them. i ain’t two-bitch..” soda grumbled, flopping onto his back.
pony let out an amused chuckle, then shifted to lay back down. only to his surprise, there was another thump right after.
“did you have plans with steve?”
“no. why don’t you check before darry walks in and tans your hide?”
“geez. real nice of you.”
and with that pony swung his feet off the bed, quietly padding over to the window. it was none other then curly shepard, his boyfriend.
curly frowned, bringing a hand up to block the moonlight as he squinted at pony.
pony just stood there frozen, unsure if he should go. soda was still there, and he didn’t know how he’d react. so, he made a little cutting motion against his neck at an attempt to get curly to stop throwing pebbles. curly just flashed a shit-eating grin, and threw another one.
“glory.. why can’t he go away. it’s so late, hes gonna get cold or drunk.”
“who? is it johnnycakes? whys he here, he knows the door is open.” soda huffed, getting up to walk over.
“its uhh.. nothing, soda. go back to bed. just a homeless guy.”
“oh please - ive done it all before, pone. just lemme see..” soda whined, peering over ponys shoulder. he caught a glimpse of the shepard kid and immediately whacked ponyboy on the head. “the shepard kid? why the hell is he back? what did i tell you about hanging out with them. that whole family is a basket case. are you outta your mind?”
“i.. i-no, i dont know him! i swear! hes just-i dont know! i think he mixed up the house..” ponyboy stumbled, desperately trying to make a cover up.
curly chose that moment to make a little hand wave for pony to come down while he made kissy faces and imitated a make-out session.
“that doesnt change anything. he was there earlier, and you know how darry feels about them. go back to bed, now.” soda scolded, nudging ponyboy back down.
“no. bed, head, sleeping boy whos a pony. now.”
pony huffed and puffed but reluctantly laid back down. he waited till soda fell back asleep and sat up, going to check on curly who was sitting on the grass smoking. pony wasn’t exactly stupid.. but not the brightest stone either. besides, he was already frustrated that curly had already got him into more trouble. with one glance behind him he pushed open the window, rolling out the frame with a wince.
“ponybaby! you showed up!” curly exclaimed, jogging over and tackling ponyboy back down.
pony rolled them over, shoving curly down.
“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?!” ponyboy gritted. “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? MY BROTHER SAW THAT!”
“hey - calm down! i was just tryna’ see you.. i know darry kicked me out.”
“FOR A REASON.” pony spat out, jabbing a finger at curlys forehead. “you STOLE his beer, you THROW ROCKS at me, then act all sweet and cuddly! its not okay, curly!”
“pony, c’mon..” the black-haired boy whined. “y’know i missed you..”
“that doesnt mean you can go around disrespecting my family! if you want to show up more, then quit acting like an ass!” pony retorted. “oh, but who am i kidding. you know nothing about being present.”
curly swallowed, nudging ponyboy off of him as he stood up.
“i was just trying to talk to you. i missed you. you know how i am..”
“no, i do. and im sick if it, curly. i enjoy being with you, but your behavior has to change or something. you know my brothers dont even like you.”
“oh, so you can shit talk my family but when i say anything its horrid? thats stupid and you know it.”
“no, its not any different.”
“you’re being immature, curly.” pony muttered, crossing his arms as the cold air nipped at his nose.
“sure, let me be the immature one for going all this way, just to see my boyfriend!” curly jabbed, tugging on his hair with a groan.
“stop that. you’re doing this to yourself.”
“I KNOW THAT! i know it, i know it! i came here for you, to get my mind off of something. i dont need you treating me any different then my damn family.” the black-haired boy scoffed, lighting another cigarette as he watched the blonde one.
pony sighed, staring right back him. he shifted his weight, whether it was from the coldness or something else.
“shut your fucking mouth.”
“you shut your mouth, and put it out now.”
“why. why do you suddenly care? you switch up so fast on me, i dont know how to keep up with it. you make my head pound more then angelas stereo..”
“it ruins our kisses.” pony mumbled under his breath, looking away.
“too bad. maybe if you actually cared about me, you wouldn’t mind.”
“now thats just whiny. would you cut it out? i already feel guilty enough. im sick and tired of you also, but i dont huff and puff about it.”
“WHINY?” curly repeated. he sighed, fidgeting with the gold band on his ring finger. “my brothers mad at angela again. she was sneaking around with some bryon kid, but hes taking out everything on me. saying its my fault i wasnt watching her enough.”
pony glanced back up, lips pursed together. curly still had that damn cigarette in his mouth, but he still felt bad that he lashed out on him instead of comforting him.
“oh. im.. sorry, that i got angry. its just that darry has been hard on me lately for being out the house too much. but im sure he’ll take a liking to you sooner or later. i mean - he has too.”
“i know. i just needed to get out. tim drives me crazy.” curly softened a bit, crushing the cigarette under his boot.
“PONYBOY MICHEAL CURTIS, YOU GET INSIDE RIGHT NOW!”
pony and curly both visibly stiffened, glancing between the very angry darry and eachother. he was breathing hard with a scowl like a damn bull.
pony grabbed curly by the hand, intertwined their fingers, and ran off.
“DONT YOU RUN AWAY, BONNIE AND CLYDE!”
ponyboy and curly both ran, till they got to the dx and pony slumped down on the curb.
“boy. do i have something waiting for me when i get home..” he declared, groaning and hiding his face on curlys left thigh.
“thats all you, ponybaby. you were the one who eloped with me.” curly huffed, shifting slightly to dig in his pocket for yet another cigarette.
pony shifted, watching curly through his eyelashes. “how’d you learn that word?”
curly smiled whilest lighting a stray cigarette he found. “ive been hanging out with you too much. i mean, i enjoy the bedtime stories.”
pony sat up, flashing him a glare that quickly died out into a little laugh. “sure. next thing i know, you’ll be blonde and changing your name to curlyboy or somethin’ stupid.”
“ill prance around and neigh, just like you.” curly teased, taking a hit and making more little kissy faces just to irritate him some more.
pony took that as an invitation, leaning in and pressing their lips together. he shifted, nudging the cigarette out the way as he cupped curlys cheeks.
curly let out a little hum, kissing him back eagerly as the cigarette dangled between his fingers. he exhaled the smoke in ponyboys mouth, making him gag a bit but still keep up the kiss.
pony pulled out, hands sliding down to curlys shoulders instead.
“geez pony, i thought you said the cigarette tastes bad when he kiss. make up your mind..” curly went back to teasing, laughing it off instead of showing how flustered he was. he squirmed a bit, turning his face away to crush the cigarette.
“yeah well, love is a battlefield. ill do what i wanna.” pony hummed, turning curlys face to steal yet another kiss.
curly let out a startled noise, melting into it once more.
pony deepened it slightly as he shifted on top of curly - making his back hit the grass.
the cold air engulfed them, but neither of the two cared. they just focused on the last good kiss they would probably have for a while. they were wrapped up in eachother, at peace for once.
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