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Johnnyboy the goldest

Summary:

Johnny and Ponyboy are flirty… like really flirty

Notes:

Hiiii there are two authors and we both say hi.this is our first fanfic hope you enjoy!
-sodapopstowel

P. S. Tw for all chapters: cussing, internalized homophobia, and drinking.

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Chapter 1: Empty bed

Chapter Text

Chapter 1

 POV: ponyboy

“ah~ Johnnycake~ you’re tying my shoe too tight! Can you hurry I have to go”  ”I'm sorry, Pony, it's gonna stay tight while you're running. We can't  afford to have you trip and fall… Besides, we need you to win to prove we are better than the socs.” Johnny stood beside me and wished me good luck then walked to the stands with two-bit and dally.

We lined up on the track, there were two socs on either side of me. “Hey greaser, can't tie your own damn shoes?” There was another greaser on the other side of the soc on my right. I don't know him, I think he’s a sophomore or junior. The referee raised the gun and suddenly shot it. We all took off running, I was in second place behind the soc that was teasing me. I sped up to pass him but suddenly hit the ground and everything went dark.

 

POV: johnny

  “Soda…do something” Soda suddenly runs out to Ponyboy while glaring at the socs “Darry come on.” The whole gang saw that soc trip Pony. By the time we all got over there he was loopy and barely talking to soda. I think he hit his head. I was watching the soc standing there and laughing with the other socs. “Did you see the way he fell?” he said while laughing “he was catching up to me too quickly I had to do something.” I felt anger rise but there was nothing I could do. I looked back over to soda and pony. Soda was getting Pony to stand up and walk. “Soda, I'm fine. I just hit my head a little.” Pony slurred out of exhaustion.


POV: Ponyboy

  “Ugh…my head hurts like hell” soda looks down at me “it’s gonna be okay pony” I look around disoriented “Where’s Johnny?” Soda speaks. “I think he’s in the living room.” I tried to get up to go see him but soda just pushed me back onto the bed “no, no you need to rest. I'll bring him in here.” Soda walked out and I was left in our room alone watching the sunset through the window. Johnny walked in smiling and I smiled back. God he was so cute. I wish I could tell him how I felt but I don't want to ruin our friendship. How would he even react? He would think I'm disgusting and weird. I am disgusting and weird.

Johnny walked over to me. “How are you feeling?” I blink up at him “alright. I’m a bit foggy though and my head hurts.” Johnny's smile falters. “I’m sorry” Johnny strokes my hair not caring about the grease and I flush softly “it’s not your fault, it’s the stupid socs.” Johnny pulls his hand back from my hair. He sat down next to me and I swear my heart skipped at least three beats. I looked across the room and saw my copy of Gone with the wind. Johnny noticed it too. He got up and grabbed it off the desk. “Do you wanna read it to me to pass time?” I smiled at him and take the book from his hands. I opened it to the first page and started reading. He laid down next to me and this time I think my heart stopped. Johnny in bed. With me.

We made it to page 4 and I put the book down and started talking to him “is the whole gang here?” I looked at him. “Yeah it's almost dinner so they’re helping set the table.” He said looking over to the door that was cracked open. Soda walked in and sat next to Johnny on the side of our bed “dinners ready. Johnny, can you help him to the table?” Soda said while walking back out. I looked at Johnny and he started reaching to help me up. “I’m fine, I can get up by myself. Soda is just being dramatic. I’m fine.” I was a little unsure of myself but I still tried to get up and walk. Johnny followed closely behind but right before I made it to the door my ankle gave out and I fell onto Johnny. He caught me, luckily, and helped me walk to the table. I looked up at him “sorry you always have to take care of me…” my ankle hurt so bad I was still struggling to walk to the table even with help.

 

POV: Johnny

I take Ponyboy to the kitchen where Darry and soda are waiting I see Darry roll his eyes as he sees pony leaning on me god pony is so warm against me I help him sit down at the table before taking my own seat then Darry speaks “pony you need help eating your damn food too” I feel something my heart ache but I don’t say anything “pony you feel any better” I say my voice laced with concern “yeah I feel a bit better” pony said with a soft smile.

The next day pony and I are planning on going to the movies with Dally since pony is feeling better and Dally comes and picks us up and drives to the movie theater which we sneak into of course “are you should we aren’t going to get caug-“ my question is cut off my Pony grabbing the sleeve of my jean jacket and whispering “shhh” we sit down and Dally goes to get some drinks and I look over and pony is looking at me weird “what…” I say as I can’t help but blush “Johnnycake the movies about to start, stop trembling~” pony says with a goofy smirk I can’t help but chuckle softly.

A few moments later Dally finally gets back and I suddenly feel a pang of disappointment as pony looks away, the theater gets dark and the movie starts I’ve never been a big fan of scary movies but they pressured me to watch this and I feel an ounce of fear creep into my mind and I guess pony noticed and he gently pats my thigh which makes butterflies in my stomach I think to myself “god I hope Dally isn’t seeing this” I look over at pony giving him a slight smile but I pause realizing pony isn’t moving his hand away it’s just resting on my thigh not squeezing or anything just resting there. My heart starts racing as I sit there stiff as hell not sure what to do.