Beach Fun (3) {MULTIPLE ONE-SHOTS OF THE SAME THEME! JUST CHOOSE WHICH CHAPTER.} -Please suggest some couples and I will see if I can put them in a oneshot!- 3: Ponyboy x Dally oneshot (Dallyboy) "We're off to the beach!" Sodapop had announced cheerfully. Steve jumped up and flexed. "Yeah! Now I can show myself off!" Ponyboy chuckled. It really WAS hot outside, and going to the beach with his friends seemed like a really fun idea. He looked over at Dally, who faked an eye roll playfully at Ponyboy. Ponyboy had dressed in a tight fitted tank top and swim shorts. He put on shades Sodapop had lent him. "Lookin, tuff, Ponyboy," he heard Dally say as he saw him in the mirror. "Thanks, Dal. But you always look tuff." Dally had walked in and grabbed Pony by the neck and messed up his hair as he laughed. "You know it, kid. Let's go." Ponyboy nodded and smiled. The whole group hopped into Sodapop's car and zoomed off to the beach. Ponyboy sat next to Dally in the back as they smoked at least two cigarettes. At the arrival, the boys all sped off into different directions. Ponyboy stuck with Dallas. "Jeez, what do they do for kicks around at the beach?" The younger teen shrugged. "Volleyball, swimming, surfing, tanning, listening to music..." "You could use a tan," Dally joked. "Thanks, Dal," he replied, playfully punching him. They decided on tanning for a while, and Dally had teased Ponyboy on his sunburn. The night had fallen, and the whole gang made a bonfire. They drank beer as they sat around the fire. "Hey, Ponyboy, why don't you play the guitar for us?" Sodapop said Ponyboy blushed. "Soda..." "You play guitar?" Johnny asked. "I-I'm still learning," Ponyboy said sheepishly, glaring at Sodapop. "I'd like to hear you play," Dally said, smiling at Ponyboy. Ponyboy only blushed. "O-okay...let me g...get my guitar in the car..." Ponyboy jogged off and came back a few moments later, guitar in hand. He sat next to Dally, strumming a few chords. Pony started singing while strumming, a lovely romantic ballad. As he strummed the last chord, he looked down as the gang cheered and clapped. He looked sheepishly at Dally, who bit his lip and clapped. "That was really good, Ponyboy." "Th...thank you, Dally..." The gang had returned back to the Curtis residence. The whole gang went inside, except Dally. "Ponyboy, hold on a minute." The younger teen turned around and shut the front door, as he and Dally were standing on the porch. "I just...I just wanted to tell you that you really play beautifully...and you sing so amazingly too..." "Thanks, Dally...it means a lot." Ponyboy smiled and bit his lip, turning around but was stopped as he felt Dally grab his arm. "Wait—" Ponyboy was spun around as he felt Dally's warm lips on his. "Dally..." Ponyboy whispered. Dally shushed him as he kissed him again, harder that time and more passionately as Ponyboy did the same. Then he pulled away. "C'mon, let's go inside. The others are waiting," Ponyboy said with a smile. "Best. Day. Ever." Ponyboy thought in his mind, smiling.
