Ponyboy's POV
I stirred awake when I felt pressure land on my foot.
"Mmn...," I mumbled before sitting up, I saw Soda sitting on my foot, taking off his shoes, "Hey, Soda..."
"Pony, sorry baby. I didn't mean to wake ya," Soda smiled at me, then got off my foot. I rubbed my eyes a bit.
"What time is it..?"
"Around 10:30PM. Darry should be gettin' home here soon, his shift was only go on until 10:25." Soda threw his shoes on the floor beside the bed.
"Oh, I'm gunna go set out a blanket and pillow on the couch. Dally or Johnny might be coming a little later," I said as I slid out of the bed, though I lost my balance from getting up so quickly. I yelped loudly as I began to fall over. I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain of the hard, wooden floor to hit. The pain never came, instead I felt two strong arms wrapped securely around my waist and torso. My eyes cracked open and I looked up to see Soda holding me tightly with a worried look in his eyes.
"H-Hey, be more careful, Pony." He had me sit back down on the bed.
"Sorry, Soda...," I laughed nervously. He nodded as of saying, 'It's okay.' I stood back up being much more careful. I walked out of the room and got a pillow and blanket from the closet. I walked to the living room, placing them on the couch. Right as I was about to walk out, then door swung open, revealing a very tired looking Darry, "Oh, hey Darry."
He looked at me, "Hey, Pony. Shouldn't you be in bed?" He said wearily then walked into the kitchen.
"I... uh... just woke up a few minutes ago, I was putting a pillow and blanket on the couch. Dally might be coming later," I said, then started to go back to me and Soda's room.
"Is Soda still up? I was wondering if he could give me a back rub... work was murder today," Darry walked out of the kitchen after having made a quick dinner for himself.
"Yes, I'm still awake," Soda said as he walked into the living room, "And yes. I'll give you a back rub."
I sighed, and went back to mine and Soda's room. I'd have to ask Darry about that magazine tomorrow. I started taking my day clothes off, stripping down to my boxers before flopping down on the bed to go back to sleep.
Soda's POV
Me and Darry went to his room, he stripped off his shirt then layed down on his stomach. I straddled his back, the began rubbing out all of the tenseness in his muscles. My older brother groaned quietly as I rubbed all the right spots.
"Hey, I've been hearing a lot of stuff about this formal dance at Pony's school," I said, trying to start up a conversation.
"Mmn... and?" Darry muttered into his pillow.
"Well, who do you think Pony is gunna go with?"
"Not sure... I don't even think he wants to go. He hasn't said anything about it to me..."
I sighed, Darry was right. Pony didn't really like social events, unless it had something to do with the gang. If I could, I would take Pony myself... I'm sure he wouldn't mind going with me. I'm not thinking right, I mean, I don't want everyone to avoid pony more than he already is. And if he went to a dance with his out brother, everyone would think he's a freak. Well, more of a freak.
I continued to rub Darry's back as my thoughts began to wander.
"That's good, Soda... you're done...," Darry mumbled, I nodded and got off of him. Darry sighed, then sat up, "That's so much better.. thanks Soda."
"No problem, Darry," I smiled at him, then walked out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind myself. I walked into me and Pony's room. I saw my little brother laying on the bed fast asleep. He had neglected to put the covers over his body, revealing his slim yet muscular legs, small fragile body, everything out in the open... everything so vulnerable.
No! Bad Sodapop Curtis! I mentally scolded and slapped myself, trying to keep my thoughts away from my little brother, though I found it very hard. And that wasn't the only thing becoming hard. I sighed, then layed down beside my baby brother, pulling the covers over both of us. I wrapped an arm around his waist, snuggling up to him, breathing in his sweet, sweet scent. After a little bit I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Darrel's POV
I layed back down on my bed on my newly relaxed back. I stared up at the cieling, pondering on what Soda had told me... about that dance. I didn't really want Pony going to it. I knew what happens at a formal dance with couples... he didn't need to lose his innocence this early. Though I really doubted that he would want to go. I would go with Pony just to make sure nothing happened to him, he could really use more social time with friends outside of the gang, that is, if he had any friends.
I began wondering what would happen if someone did ask him, or if he asked someone else. Now that I think about it, I don't want to know what would happen. I sighed, then turned on my side. I noticed one of my magazines on the floor, I began to wonder how it got there. I leaned over the side of the bed, then pushed it under my bed. I was too tired to wonder how it got there, I reached over to my, turning it off as I slowly drifted into a dreamless sleep.
Soda's POV
I got up at my usual time, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I knew Darry was already up, I could hear him cooking breakfast. Pony was still asleep, though. He was knocked out as usual. When I was done washing my hair, I rinsed the suds out then turned the shower off. I stepped out, grabbing the towel off the toilet seat as I ran it over my body, and used it to squeeze most of the water out of my hair before wrapping it securely around my waist. I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room to see the sleeping body of none other than Dallas Winston sprawled out on the couch. The blanket had fallen off the hoods body and pooled on the floor earlier from what I guess.
I poked my head into the kitchen, seeing Darry setting out plates with eggs and toast on each of them. He looked over at me.
"Hey, Soda. Pony up yet?" He asked, I shook my head. He sighed, "I'll go try and get him up." Darry set the last plate down as I sat down in a chair, waiting for my brothers.
Ponyboy's POV
I groaned quietly, the bright morning light hitting my face. I turned on my side, putting my pillow over my head trying to block the invasion. I slowly began to drift back to sleep, my body relaxing as it slowly began to fall asleep, too.
Right when I was about to get back to my dreamless sleep, I heard someone walk into the room, their footsteps quietly hitting the wooden floor. I ignored it, figuring if I played the, 'I don't wanna get up' game I wouldn't have to.
Darrel's POV
I sighed quietly, seeing my baby brother not only under his blanket, but his head under his pillow. It seemed a bit silly, but I refrained from laughing. I yanked the blanket off his body, then pulled the pillow away. He groaned then blindly tried to take them back. It was kind of cute, actually. My little brother, nearly naked in his bed trying to grab something - Okay, bad thoughts coming around.
"Ponyboy, time to get up. You've got school today," He only muttered a quiet 'noooo' then curled up a bit. I rolled my eyes, then dropped the pillow and blanket on the floor. I crawled into the bed, my legs and arms on either side of my brother as my body hovered over him, "Come on, Ponyboy. We're not playing this game today."
I watched Pony stuff his head into the bed, "Ponyboy Curtis, don't make me get Soda in here," I threatened, hoping for some kind of result, but gained no response. I groaned, then took his shoulder, turning him so he was on his back, "Come on, Pony. If you don't get up I'm gunna-" I stopped in mid-sentence, staring down at my partially naked brother under me. My face heated into an unnoticeable blush, I could see his face redden a bit, his eyes wide open. Well... this was awkward.
I got off of the bed, clearing my throat slightly, "Well, now that you're awake, get dressed. Breakfast is ready, we'll be waiting on you," I stated before walking out of the room and gentley shutting the door behind myself. I sighed quiet, placing a hand on my head. What happened back there? Why did I just freeze up like that? I only got like that when I last had a girlfriend, and that was a while ago. Even then it didn't happen like it did there. I shook my head, as thoughts of Pony being under me, flushed features, himself gasping and moaning, pleading for me to take him... ugh, what's wrong with me?