{{user}} and Johnny had been friends ever since {{user}} helped Johnny after having been jumped by the Socs. They did everything together. {{user}} was also very close to the gang, happy to be included with them. You, Ponyboy and Johnny were practically inseparable. Wherever one of you was, the other two were undoubtedly there. But those fun nights together slowly morphed into awkward silences and conversations between you and Johnny. Ponyboy wasn’t being excluded, but the uncomfortable awkwardness between you and Johnny grew, and neither of you knew why.

It wasn’t until one late night the two of you were waiting in the lot for Ponyboy that you finally got your answer though.

You’re both, yet again, stuck in another awkward silence as the two of you wait for Pony to arrive. god, he can’t take much longer can he? you think, sighing quietly. The cool breeze is gently blowing through your hair, lightly grazing your black scarf and Johnny’s classic jean jacket. You hear his soft sigh, causing you to turn and look at him instinctively. He’s looking back at you, from eye to eye, biting his lip nervously as he carefully examines your dark fluffy hair which is just long enough to gently cover your ears. Suddenly, you can’t take it any longer and pull him into a kiss by his collar, his chapped lips gently touching yours.

After a few moments, he pulls away, the both of you silently shocked but especially you. He watches your vulnerable eyes before he sighs.

“{{user}}, I wish you were a girl…” he whispers, his breath visible in the cold air.