Staring with the obvious, Dally always says he hates kids but the second a younger greaser, especially Johnny and Pony, are in trouble he is so damn quick to jump to the rescue
And it's not even just the greaser kids who he protects. This is found out during a rumble with the socs where a real young soc kid, about a year or two younger than Pony, is getting absolutely floored. Dally comes over and yanks the greaser off the kid.
This being said Dallas true to his word doesn't like kids. Not in a dangerous way like everyone expects. He just finds them annoying as hell.
It doesn't help that kids in danger remind him of a younger version of himself.
Dallas is not in any way friendly to the kids though. He'll scare them so damn bad that it won't be till a month later that they realize Dallas saved them.
This scare tactic unfortunately stops working on Pony and Johnny after knowing him for a while.
Johnny notices this pattern way before Pony cause Pony is a little socially slow though.
Dally follows the sidewalk rule. Not with elders or with chicks, but always with kids.
This is actually how Pony first starts to realize that maybe the big bad Dallas Winston doesn't hate him or want him dead for no apparent reason. He overhears Soda talking about the sidewalk rule and that's when he realizes Dally does it.
Dally always lets Johnny crash at Buck's on the occasion that it's needed
Much to everyone's surprise Dallas commonly protects Curly as well. This mostly happens during rumbles but there is one time Dallas comes by the Shepard's residence and walks into Tim yelling at Curly. It's clear Tim is too mad to be logical and that Curly is about to lose it. Dallas jumps in telling Tim that he'd slashed Tim's tires (lie). Tim storms out to check his tires and by the time he comes back into the house he's more on Dally's case than Curly's.
After a while it becomes pretty apparent that Dallas has formed a protective attachment to Pony and Johnny.
No one in the gang really mentions it because they don't want Dally to know how obvious it is that he's gone soft in the kids.
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Blush x redfinch?? Weird ass crack ship I thought up as I tried to go to bed. Now the world gets to hear about it
It's a weird dynamic (obviously)
Blush is a very well known and established relationship in the lodging house
Like that pair works and has been working for ages
In comparison redfinch is kinda messy still?
They are a newer pairing and Albert is still in "be honest with your feelings boot camp" as that one fan art said
So literally no one would expect the new couple that is still figuring things out to somehow merge with the long standing couple that can practically read each other's minds
That's apparently where most would be wrong
One day Blink is sick/upset?? I don't really know
But Mush has some type of obligation and can't stay and cuddle with his boyfriend
Blink is in some type of need company and cuddles mood that doesn't happen often but if it's not accommodated for he gets really angsty
So Mush decides to find a newsie who isn't doing anything to ask to keep Blink company
The first people he runs into are Finch and Albert
He trusts the two, especially Finch, to be accommodating to the issue if they are willing to help so he asks
He basically just asks if one or both of them would go hang out with his boyfriend while he's out of the house
And maybe cuddle if they are okay with that as well
Finch agrees and kinda volunteers Albert to help out as well
Mush them leaves and Finch and Albert go to the bunking room to find Blink
The first thing the two notices is that Blink doesn't have his eye patch on, something neither of them have seen beside from across a dark room
They also quickly decided not to mention it as they didn't want to make him uncomfortable or feel like he needs to wear it
Finch makes the first move and greets Blink while he slides into the bed with him
Blinks is kinda just like what the helly are you doing
Finch is cut and dry about it and tells him That Mush said Blink needed company so they were gonna hang out with him
Surprisingly Blink doesn't really argue and makes actual room on the bed for Finch to sit
Then Finch coerces Blink to actually cuddle up and that makes room for Albert to slip in next to Finch
For a while it's quite as Finch begins reading a book and the other two boys doze off for naps
Sidenote that Finch hates taking naps so his version of taking a nap with someone is just reading book and playing his partner's hair
Albert passes out leaning on Finch with a hand on Blink's shoulder where he had been tracing marks before passing out
After a while Blink readjust landing him curled up with his head in Finches lap and an arm over Albert's lap
Once he's comfy he also quickly falls asleep
A while later Mush comes back to the sight of a cuddle puddle and Finch invites him to join
Mush agrees cause why wouldn't he want to cuddle with his boyfriend
Finch lifts one of Albert's arms and Mush readjusts Blink to make room for himself, easier said than done as they are on a twin sized bed
When Much settles in very cozied up against the other three in the bed Blink immediately curls up against him in his sleep
Quickly Much also passes out and Finch after a while throws the blanket off the bed as things get too hot
After that weird day of a cuddle puddle the four of them hang out with each other way more
It takes a long time though for any of the to start the conversation every one sees coming though
They are all anxious because they are more than happy in their current relationships and don't want to change things but there is clearly something going on
Albert, surprisingly, ends up being the one to address the elephant in the room and they have a long, somewhat emotionally taxing conversation
It's more than worth it though because from then on they are now a well communicated poly relationship
Obviously they experience hiccups in the relationship as it grows but overall they are all thrilled
This does confuse the rest of the newsies though
Cause they genuinely cannot fathom how those two pairs even began to come together
That being said obviously everyone is very happy for them
Pre relationship these two fought all the damn time
Like they would just look at each other and it was on sight
They didn't even dislike each other
Like they got along great when they weren't fighting and they never held grudges against each other
They never even had negative things to say about each other either
So literally no one knew why they were always fighting, not even them
This drove Jack up a god damn wall
The poor guy is just trying to keep everyone somewhat together and happy but they those two would just start throwing hands for no reason
They didn't even have a cute moment of realizing they liked each other
They were just fighting and Race made a snarking comment about how they should just kiss instead and Mush decided fuck it we ball and did
After that Blink and Mush were both like what the hell just happened and went their separate directions
They were both low key freaking out, like 'why did we kiss? Why'd I like it??" Kinda panick
Mush went straight to Race to vent and very quickly realized he definitely has liked Blink for ages
Race is just kinda there like "no shit" cause he's been friends with both of them for years so he kinda assumed that Blink and Mush would either get in such a bad fight that one of them would have to move to a different logging house or they would fall in love
Blink goes to Brooklyn cause he's surprisingly good friends with some of the boys in Brooklyn
By the time he gets there he's already realized he's in the deep end and has definitely liked Mush for as long as he's known him
He gets to Brooklyn and starts complaining about the whole situation and they are kinda just like "why don't you just go back and talk to him. Why are you professing your love for him to us."
So since the Brooklyn newsies are getting it done kind of people they decided to drag Blink's fruity ass back to Manhattan
Blink is not thrilled by this idea and would much rather avoid his new realization
This results in Spot having Hotshot potato sack Blink all the way to Manhattan
When they roll up to the Manhattan newsies lodge they kinda just drop Blink in front of Mush and walk off
Mush comes straight up to Blink and goes to apologize for kissing him
But he's like trying to hint hint wink wink that maybe he'd be down to kiss again
Blink is kinda obtuse though bless his soul
They talk a bit and then argue and then fight and then mid fight talk a bit, argue again, then kiss??
After that they are pretty much a packaged deal
They never really officially ask each other out but they now kiss and cuddle along with their normal bickering
That being said, they do lighten up on the physical altercations and their fights seem more and more like flirting everyday
They also gain the ability to gang up on others now that they communicate
Jack is very relieved that at least a couple of his problem children are mellowing out a bit
waaaaaiiitt your albert kropp agenda you say đđđ elaborate
If you promise not to tell anyone I GUESS Iâll spill my heart out to you⌠since youâre so insistent about itâŚ
Well mostly I love himâŚâŚâŚâŚ.. I love him so muchâŚ..âŚ. For the record I also have plenty of thoughts about Paul, because he really truly is my favourite narrator of all time, but here is my interpretation of the light of my life Albert Kropp:
First of all, I really like how Paul describes him, because he takes every opportunity to say Yes this is my good friend Albert. He is so intelligent and smart and short. And heâs really little and heâs so clever. And heâs short. You need to know that heâs short. You need to know how clever he is. And heâs SHORT!!!!!Â
Paul seems to care about academic performance in general even if he canât see himself returning to school, since he remembers what his classmates were best at, like MĂźller with physics and Leer with maths. But he describes Albert as the cleverest of them all, implying heâs more well-rounded in his intelligence - he doesnât have MĂźllerâs pinpoint obsession with one subject, nor Leerâs natural talent for something he otherwise doesnât seem to care about. Paul also says that this is why Albert was promoted to acting lance corporal before the rest of them.Â
I like to interpret this as meaning that Albertâs talent isnât necessarily academic, but social - that is, he understands what people want, he can see exactly what theyâre asking of him, and he can adapt very quickly to fulfill that. And he can apply it anywhere: to school, to the military, to his friends, to his enemies. Itâs an understanding of other people which is driven by pragmatism rather than emotion. I think itâs the perfect contrast to Paul, who cares extraordinarily deeply about others but struggles to connect with most of them (we see this with how he thinks of his family and other civilians, but also by the end of the book he says that he has no friends left, even though Tjaden is right there, meaning thereâs something else holding him back socially, an inability to really click with people who might otherwise be able to help him).Â
I also think Albert applies that interpersonal understanding to the war and its leaders, and he finds it all to be fucking miserable. He sees through the war, he knows the cruelty and greed and stubborn fear that causes each country to continue fighting, and it results in a depression that is manageable until it isnât.Â
Heâs at least a little passively suicidal for the entire duration of the book, then explicitly and actively suicidal following his amputation. He says thereâs no point in studying or starting a career after the war because âone day youâll be dead anywayâ; when searching for a wounded man, he gets one earlobe shot off and doesnât seem particularly shaken up by it; he isnât driven by the same survival instincts that Paul has after theyâre both injured, or at least his instincts donât motivate him as much as Paulâs do, since he falls halfway through escaping and tells Paul to leave him behind; he doesn't believe there's any such thing as peacetime. And obviously he says in the hospital that heâll shoot himself the second he gets his hands on a gun again.Â
Regarding my personal interpretation of what keeps him alive, Albert is smart and quick and bright in the sense that his brain lights up with the right stimulus, but being a soldier means that he canât get that stimulus from an academic source - instead he finds it in physical combat or with his friends.Â
(Not to sidetrack my argument or anything, but Kemmerichâs death causes Albert to snap in a way that we donât see again in the book. We know how much his friends mean to him: enough to make him see red when they go.)
And! Heâs prickly! Heâs quick to anger! He can hold it in until the right moment because he has a brilliant understanding of social codes, expectations and boundaries (and where to push them, like with Himmelstoss or with the medical orderly when he visits Kemmerich), but the anger is still inside of him and he has nowhere to put it!!! In the hospital, his only options are to lash out at others or lash out at himself, and either way it will cause him isolation and despair!!!! Thatâs what heâs dealing with, thatâs the root of his depression!!
We also know that he can suppress or at least postpone any violence towards himself when heâs in the company of others, since Paul notes that âif he hadnât been with the rest of us heâd have put an end to it long agoâ. In the weeks after Albert's amputation, after a period of awful depression, he begins to relean the social skills that he was once so good with: he watches the others play cards, he holds Lewandowskiâs baby, he trails off when he speaks but he still speaks. That is the effect that people have on him, that is what he continues to live for, even if he tells himself that heâll end it soon, and that is what he loses when Paul leaves for the front again.
Moving on to my own twisted fantasies, I think itâs so so important that Albert saves himself with a series of decisions (of varying size but equal importance) about his own life, and that he makes those decisions because he wants to see other people live. He believes the loss of his leg means a complete loss of mobility (and I think that in order to save himself, he must prove himself wrong!!!), so he writes off action as something to live for. This means that all he has left is other people, and the tragedy of that is the fact that everyone feels isolated, everyone feels like thereâs no life for them after the war, so how can any of them really connect with each other?
Iâve got half a fic where he sticks around until Paul comes home before he attempts suicide (it's an "I just wanted to see you one last time" sort of situation), and I wrote it that way because as far as Iâm aware, his friends are his primary motivators. And he survives the attempt, and he perceives it as a failure, and that is world-shattering. Because he used to be good at things on the first try, and now here he is with a revolver in hand, his death practically guaranteed, and it didnât fucking work. Iâve got a whole bunch of reasons for why it doesnât, mostly because he freezes and also heâs interrupted, but the main takeaway is that he does not pull the trigger, even if thatâs not necessarily a conscious decision. It is the first of a long series of personal choices and actions which will eventually result in him wanting to live. And Iâm CRAZY ABOUT HIMâŚ.
Also I think he and Paul should kiss but thatâs IRRELEVANT!!!!!
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for the request thing, i don't remember exactly what u said masky and toby's relationship was like in ur au but could you draw them having some attempted father-son bonding?
Idk how I want to portray their relationship in my au just yet but I can promise u it is a ROCKY ONE !!!! At least 3 incredibly violent physical altercations between them (and at least 3 really emotional bonding moments)
My head cannons for the YHS characters in no particular order!
1.Grian needed help preening once and went to Sam for help. Sam just could not get a hang of it and they both got frustrated.
2.Taurtis has one of Grian's feathers as an earing.
3.Sam has trouble sleeping sometimes and will go to Taurtis' and Grian's room. They will all hang out and talk until they fall asleep in a cuddle puddle.
4.Grian's first kiss was with Dom and neither of them ever talk about it.
5.Taurtis has fully beaten people's asses for talking shit about Sam and Grian and still everyone thinks Taurtis isn't dangerous.
6.Grian always gets bad felling about girls with pink hair because of Yuki.
7.Taurtis feels bad for Grian having to pretend he was Taurtis that one time but can't deny that he liked seeing Grian in his clothes.
8.Grian doesn't wear Taurtis' clothes because of what happens but he does still wear Taurtis' accessories because he knows Taurtis likes it.
9.Sam's time pretending to be a girl made him respect women a lot more.
10.Jay is asexual and biromantic.
11.When it gets cold outside Dom stays in Taurtis' and Grian's room and when Sam is also staying in there room they pull all the sheets off their bed and make a giant pillow and blanket nest on the floor.
12.Sam always has someone else's clothing on somewhere in his outfit. He is just such a kleptomaniac that he can't help snatch people's clothing so inevitably the clothes he steals just end up in his wardrobe.
13.On the same note Sam, Taurtis, and Grian are constantly fighting about who's stuff is who's. They are a nightmare to be around on laundry day.
14. Jay invites Sam, Taurtis, Grian, and Dom to his house for sleepovers ocasionaly and despite him having several bedrooms in his house they could use they all insist on sharing one big room.
15. Jay keeps a photo album of him and his friends and no one knows about it until he gifts it to them before they are moved to Tokyo.
Joel sould have realized it sooner. There were so many times he could have realized. For example: when Jimmy, Grian, and himself made beds and the two put their beds in either side of his. Or when the three were fishing and grian and Himmy sat awfully close him for having plenty of room to spread out.
He felt really silly for not noticing that the two people he decided to team with were also the most in need of physical affection at all times.
It made more sence to Joel now why Jimmy would always grab Joel's arm when showing him something or why Grian would always walk just a bit to close to him.
He found it incredible that he only came to this realization now. As he lays in bed with Grian and Jimmy curled into the side of him fast asleep.
When the three had decided to go to sleep they started out separate from eachother. As the two on either side of him drifted of they also seemed to drift closer to him. Within the half an hour Joel had been laying in bed wide awake Grian and Jimmy had migrated close enough to him that they were just about smothering Joel in their wings.
Joel knew it would take some getting used to when it comes to having two birds who need attention to attend to but in the end it's all he could have hoped for.
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(Before we get into it I would like to clarify the classroom we are in is the type with a bathroom directly attached to it and the bathroom is the type ment for one person to be in at a time.)
â˘*three guys restraining R while trying to take off his belt*
â˘"I'm the gayest homophobe ever"
â˘*Lets someone hit him in the hand with a belt* R: "That kinda hurt. Good thing I'm into b- Never mind I'll stop talking now. đ"
â˘"Who here has a father!"
â˘"Who got pizza sauce on the bathroom floor! Some one clean it so Mr.I doesn't know what we did."
â˘"No one tell Mr.I!"
â˘*7 guys loudly singing in the bathroom* Sub: "Get out of the barthroom!" "No let us finish our song first" Sub: "no get out." "Fine" *6 guys pile out of the bathroom leaving the door wide open* The 7th guy who si still in the bathroom: "Wait I don't have my pants on!"
â˘"Where are my pants"
â˘"YOUR NOT GOING TO TELL Mr.I RIGHT?"
â˘"Everyone back in the bathroom I found the perfect song!" *9 guts pile into the bathroom*
â˘*Runs out of the bathroom with a terrified expression on face*
â˘"Do YOU have a father!?"
â˘"Everyone into the bathroom we are going to weigh ourselves!"
â˘"đśI waNt IT THaT WAy!đś"
â˘"This is the first and last time we are going to have a substitute in this class."
â˘"Dude I have 7 detention slips in my backpack!" "Why do you keep them?" "Because they show the achievements I have made."
â˘"No one in this school bats an eye when THEY THEMSELVES are getting sexualy harrased." "Of course we don't we have been getting harrased 2 a day eveyry day sence 4th grade at the least."
â˘"Have you ever been hazzed?"
â˘*Knocks kid over* "How did you fall down this time!?"
Hi uhh i request some ikeshot:D with âwell ,  hello sleeping beauty .  you fell asleep on me ..â and âiâm sorry to wake you up ,  but i really need someone to talk to .â take your time btw. I know how hard it is to write when mental illness and school is constantly kicking your butt. Love you lots bro!!
Ily too Rai! Letâs do some soft canon era bois, taking place a little over a year after the strike. I havenât written anything from Hotshotâs perspective yet, so Iâll try that for this!
Tw: non-graphic stab wound, teenagers mentioning sex the way teenagers do, implied period-typical homophobia.
...
Hotshot wasnât the kind of idealistic kid to believe in magic, or fairytales. He knew âhappily ever afterâ didnât exist in real life and pretending these things ever really happened was just setting yourself up for disappointment.
But looking at the boy dozing on his chest might make him think twice.
And that scared the hell out of him.
Ike had entered his life by mistake and stayed there out of spite, and Hotshot didnât by any means want him gone, but it did scare him how much that Manhattan boy had changed things.
Before, heâd always had this anger burning at his insides, always ready to jump out and hurt someone. More than once, it had hurt someone. Hotshot had hurt a lot of people. Spot had even had to stop him from killing someone once, and even after the lecture on how killing was never worth it if you can avoid it, never, it hadnât really sunk in how the other Brooklyn kids were prone to violence, too, but not as much as him.
Heâd never known how to explain that if he didnât hurt other people, the hurt inside him never stopped even for a second. Fights were the only kind of distraction that worked, and consciously Hotshot had known how that mentality wasnât sustainable, but been too dependent on it to stop.
But Ike... that annoying little shit was a different kind of fight, in some ways. He was probably the only one besides Spot that wasnât even a little scared of Hotshot, and never had been. He liked to start stupid little arguments for no reason and altogether give Hotshot grief, but heâd back off if a topic was too sensitive. Talking to him relieved pressure, somehow. Gave that burning feeling somewhere to escape, but without hurting anyone.
Hotshot ended up in fights a lot less lately. The Littles were less wary about sneaking up on him. In general, his relationships with his friends were... better might be the wrong word, because things werenât bad before, but the others were definitely less careful around him now, no longer seeming afraid heâd soak them for something stupid.
The fact that all that was because of Ike, it was... a little daunting. There was something magic about that. There was something magic about him.
It had hit Hotshot like a steam engine to the chest months ago that he was pretty sure he was in love with this boy, but he felt it in moments like this. The kind of softness of just taking advantage of an empty Lodging House to just share warmth and be close to one another.
The kind of softness that Hotshot had never experienced before, because heâd never really experienced love before.
It scared him a little that he didnât know what love felt like, but heâd been calling what he felt for Ike âloveâ in his head because it felt like what the other kids said love was like on the rare occasion they talked about that stuff.
He and Ike had never talked about it, and...
And Hotshot felt a sudden jolt of panic at how they probably should, because of why they even were in the Lodging House alone together today.
It was because Brooklyn had (of course) gotten in a territory dispute, and theyâd had a rumble over it last night, and even though the deal had been that neither side would use weapons, Hotshot had somehow gotten stabbed in the side. No one would fess up, so neither side was sure by who.
The wound wasnât especially deep, but it had bled a lot. It was bad enough that Spot had made Joey watch all the Littles to make sure none of them came in and saw it. If he didnât know any better, Hotshot could have sworn their fearless leader was actually, legitimately scared for him.
He was fine now, they were pretty sure. Or, fine enough that he wasnât bleeding anymore and it only hurt a little if he didnât move too much.
But according to Vinceâs grim statement earlier, all the older kids had thought he was going to die that night.
Which was why Spot had sent someone over to get Ike, knowing Hotshot would listen and actually stay in bed if it was him asking.
They were in the kingâs private room, though Hotshot wasnât sure how Spot had known the privacy might be a safe bet. He and Ike definitely hung out a lot, kind of flirted, cuddled sometimes, and whenever the Manhattan boy slept over, he slept in Hotshotâs bed, but theyâd never actually done anything. Theyâd never had a talk about what they were, let alone Hotshot having told Spot about whatever it was.
That was what was making him so anxious now; the thought that theyâd never talked about it. It had taken him until now to process the fact that heâd almost died last night, and it was really freaking him out that that had almost happened before...
Well, before a lot of things. Hotshot was only 15. There was shit he wanted to do. But the one he was thinking about right now was how he really needed to ask Ike exactly what their relationship was.
He felt warm and looked peaceful, where he was curled up against Hotshotâs left side to avoid the stab wound in his right. His head on his chest, making sure he stayed down and didnât try to go selling.
As much as it pained him to disturb the peace on Ikeâs face, Hotshot shook him awake.
He stirred immediately, and that sleepy expression caused a bloom of warmth in Hotshotâs heart.
âWhat? What happened?â
âWell, hello, sleeping beauty,â he joked, unable to stop himself from smiling, âYou fell asleep on me. Welcome back to the land of the conscious.â
âRight,â Ike propped himself up with his elbow, âWe was talkinâ âbout... what were we talkinâ âbout again? How long was I out?â
âA while.â
âShit. You werenât too bored without me to talk to, were ya?â
âNah, I was fine,â Hotshot assured him, âI can survive a couple hours without ya, believe it or not.â
Ike chuckled, âCoulda fooled me.â
His voice wasnât quite light as his fingers brushed along the bandage over Hotshotâs stab wound.
Now or never. He needed to get up the courage to bring this up right now or heâd end up waiting God knew how long.
âIâm sorry to wake you up,â Hotshot blurted, âBut I really need someone to talk to. I need to talk to you. You specifically.â
Ike looked slightly worried, but nodded, âOkay, what is it?â
Do it now. Just ask him. Stop stalling.
âWhat am I to you?â he asked cautiously, âLike, as in with you and me. What are we?â
Ike clearly hadnât been expecting that question, because he froze up for a second before trying to fake nonchalance.
He shrugged, âWhat do you wanna be?â
This was the kind of fight Hotshot wasnât good at. The kind where both of them were dancing around what they actually wanted to say, fighting only not to be hurt.
Screw it. He just needed to say it.
âLovers?â he internally groaned at how uncertain it sounded, âSweethearts. Dammitâwhatever word ya wanna use, I... I like you a lot, Ike. I wanna be with you.â
âYeah... it feels weird, callinâ it either of those things,â Ike admitted, âBut I want... that, too. The whole beinâ together thing. You.â
He was blushing, and he looked like something out of a fairytale in the sunlight from the window above them.
He was definitely making Hotshot think twice about not believing in magic.
âUh, good,â he stammered, realizing he should probably stop staring and say something, âGood to know we want the same thing. I just asked cause we ainât ever talked âbout what we are before and I figured it was better to know. âSpecially since I think Spot thinks weâre fucking.â
Ike laughed nervously, âI think Race thinks that, too. He gives me weird looks when we run into each other over here. But yeah, youâre right. Itâs better to know.â
He laid back down, putting his head back on Hotshotâs chest.
Hotshot kind of hoped he couldnât hear how it made his heart race.
âFinch says he got his name cause he shot a live finch out of his slingshot once. I donât believe him.â
Hotshot laughed aloud, and tried not to wince too much at how his stab wound twinged.
âI heard âbout that. Itâs actually true. Spot keeps tabs on all the newsies worth knowinâ âbout, and Finch is one of the few of you Manhattan boys that might actually be a threat in a fight.â
âLiar.â
âIâm not lyinâ.â
âNot about Spot knowinâ shit âbout everybody, but thereâs no way Finch shot a fuckinâ bird out of his slingshot.â
âIâm tellinâ ya he did.â
âDid not.â
Hotshot grinned. This kind of petty, pointless argument to pass the time was part of why he was pretty sure he loved this boy.
Johnny and Pony had been hanging out for the entire day. Currently they were in an abandoned park Pony was sitting at the top of a slide and Johnny was attempting to balance on the seesaw.
"Hey Ponyboy?" Johnny started
"Hmm?" Pony responded
"Have you ever like liked someone?" Jonny asked.
"Yeah I have. What about you?" Pony answer. Going down the slide to be even with Johnny.
"I have." Johnny replied
"Who?" Ponyboy asked. His curiosity had been peeked
"You know them pretty well." Johnny answered
"Ewww you like Darry!" Pony half joked
"What no!" Johnny exclaimed fake gagging to get the point across
"Okay then for real who?" Ponny pried
"We're realy good freinds they have been their for me in my rougher moments. They have showed me things I would have never seen if it weren't for them." Johnny described
Pony couldn't deny the ping of jealousy he felt listening to Johnny describe this person.
"What do they look like?" Ponyboy asked
"Well. . . their beautiful. Their not what people would consider conventionally atractive. They have wonderful hazle eyes. And their hair is blond. But their not a natural blond. They have dimples when they smile. They look so good when the last of the sunset light hits their face." Johnny describe his face fading to a pink shade.
"Hmmm, so how well do I know them exactly?" Pony asked
"Very well in fact better than anyone else." Johnny responded waiting for the everything to peace together.
"Do you think they like you back?" Pony asked still oblivious
"I'm not sure. I mean they have never left my side when I need them but me and them being together would be very controversial." Johnny answered
Their conversation died of there. Johnny could tell Pony hadn't figured out it as him yet. Honestly it was impressive how oblivious Pony could be.
Johnny moved to the slide Pony was now lying at the bottom of. He sat himself on the ground infront if the slide.
"Whacha thinking about?" Johnny asked
"It's nothing." Pony answered
"Are you sure?" Johnny question. It wasn't unusual for Pony to go quiet but this time he seemed upset.
"Mhm." Pony said turning his head away from Johnny.
Johnny got back up and stood in front of Pony.
"Pony look at me please." Johnny requested
"I told you it's nothing I'm fine." Pony huffed sitting up
"Pony seriously what's up you know I'll lisent no judgment." Johnny tried to reason
"No you would hate me." Pony said his eyes glazing over.
"I wouldn't I promise." Johnny responded taking Ponyboy's hands into his
"Fine but you can't tell anyone." Pony gave up
"I Promise."
"I'm gay. . ." Pony said looking at his lap
"That's okay I support you." Johnny answered a bit of hope entering his body.
"Yeah but that's not it. I like you like like you." Pony elaborate pulling his hand away from Johnny's
Pony braced himself for rejection and mabey a bit of yelling bit to his surprise he felf Johnny's hand under his chin lift his face to look at him.
"Hey I like you two silly." Johnny smiled warmly
"But what about the person you were just talking about?" Pony asked
"Oh my God you're oblivious. I was describing you." Johnny laughed
"Really?" Pony asked.
"Yessir!" Johnny grinned
Johnny move even closer to Pony.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?" Johnny asked his face was red but not nearly as red a Pony's.
Pony nodded and with no hesitation Johnny connected thier lips. At first the kiss was sloppy but they got a hang of it quickly. Pony grabbed on to the coller of Johnny's denim jacket and pulled him closer. Slowly Johny made his way on to Pony's lap. The two kept kissing for qhat felt like an eternity before they realized it was getting really late and Pony best get home before Darry and Soda come looking for him.
The greasers at a restaurant together. (Specifically Wingers)
⢠Darry invited them all out to eat dinner on him
⢠Ponyboy gets a kids menu so he can doodle but orders of Johnny's menu
⢠Johnny doodles inappropriate and crude things in the corner of Pohny's menu
⢠Soda and steve are basically sharing a seat
⢠Every time a waiter passes Dally asked for more popcorn
⢠By the time they leave Two-bit has not only swiped the light bulb from their booth but also the people's booth neighboring their's
⢠Darry let's them each order a desert and Dally just about cries because it's so good
⢠After Pony takes the crayons away from Johnny he gets board and starts flirting with Ponyboy but in turn gets flustered because of how flustered Pony gets
⢠Soda amd Steve shares the biggest thing on the menu they can find
â˘Two-bit keeps coming up with more and more elaborate plans to raid the kitchen and steel all of their fries
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