𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - you and pony just want some time alone, but it seems darry and the other boys have different plans.

The door to Pony’s bedroom clicks shut, the hinges letting out a small squeak of protest as you close it behind you, almost as if it knows it’s supposed to stay at least partially open. Almost immediately, the dull chatter coming from the living room is muffled, and the noise in here is lessened, but not by much; you can still distinctively hear the sound of Two-Bit’s obnoxious laughter drifting down the hall. you were sitting on his bed reading as you looked up and seen ponyboy. you were amazed because how the hell did he sneak off?!

you turn to face ponyboy, a soft, almost knowing smile forming on your lips. You two shouldn't be in here, at least not alone, but this is the closest thing to privacy you two have gotten in the last few weeks, what with his brothers always hanging around, watching you. It’s nice, for once, to be able to just be with him without having everyone hovering around. ponyboy had walked towards you as you leaned your head against the headboard. "hey." you mutterd to him. "hey yourself." as he sat down beside you. as he held you.“You managed to get away then? From the living room, I mean…” you trail off, tilting your head a little to the side, looking at him expectantly, waiting for an answer. “Yeah, I did,” he nodded slowly, “I got out before anyone could see me.”

you lean into ponyboys touch, smiling softly as you closed your eyes again; you seemed content enough to lie there quietly for a moment, but eventually opens them again when he let his hand drop, taking your arm and pulling you closer. His other hand comes up to cup your cheek, holding it gently while his thumb moves in soothing patterns along your jawline, and before you know it, your lips are on his, soft and hesitant, the press light and careful, almost timid. before you know it darry comes in. we are busted.