A lone light in the kitchen got brighter for a moment, then dimmed. Green/blue eyes looked up at the light and a sigh escaped parted lips. Light bulbs would have to be remembered on the way home from work. Who knows how long it would be before it went out.
Said occupant of the kitchen ran his hand through his dark short hair. There was more than just a light bulb to worry about at this moment in time.
He wished the dreams would stop, they were starting to get out of control and starting to scare him. At first it was just flashes of him making love to someone, just enough to leave him hard when he woke up. Then they started coming in more clearly.
One should not have wet dreams about their little brothers. More so their fourteen year old little brother. He couldn't stop them though and he wasn't really sure he wanted them to.
Hearing a noise he looked up and saw the object of his thoughts standing there. He put on a smile and asked if he wanted breakfast.
Pony just kind of nodded and he got up and made the younger male some eggs.
As he watched Pony eat, it occurred to him that he could never have Ponyboy. Not only would it be illegal it would corrupt the innocence inside of him.
And then he would be more of a villain than the hero they all saw him as.