Chocolate and Vanilla
Chapter 2: The confession?
Author Notes: Well, I'm glad everyone likes the story so far!
Warnings: Slash, boy/boy, yaoi, mild swearing (mostly Two-Bit. XD), and some sexual references. Nothing too graphic though. :3
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Pony sighed and sat back down in his spot on the couch. "Fine, but don't take too long Two-Bit. We don't want to be fighting the crowds; I have a feelin' The Dingo'll be packed."
Standing up, Darry took a drink of his coffee. "If ya wanna take a shower before you leave, go right on ahead Two-Bit. Y'know where to go. I'm gonna go get the bills done, so I'll see ya guys later. 'Member Pony, midnight."
The fourteen-year-old nodded and curled back into a ball. Who knows how long Two-Bit would take in the shower. Not that he minded, of course. It'd give him an excuse to sit beside Johnny for a moment longer. 'Wait...' He thought, furrowing his eyebrows. 'Where did those thoughts come from?'
Johnny's dark eyes followed Darry leave the room; following his and Two-Bit's removal from the area, all was silent except the soft sound of Pony's breathing. And unlike most people, Johnny didn't find the silence uneasy at all. He liked to stay quiet, and Pony felt the same as well. He watched the younger boy curl up, lying on his side. He wanted to snuggle with Pony, run his fingers through that greased red hair, hold him and kiss him softly. Johnny swallowed hard; he decided to do something. Sliding over closer to Pony, he hesitantly reached out to touch Pony's hip.
The younger greaser looked up at him, his eyebrows furrowed, like a dog once you poke it while it was resting. Trying not to blush, Johnny lifted the younger boy's shirt up slightly, exposing his stomach.
"You should work on that a little more," he said, motioning to Pony's stomach. "It'll be real hard like Darry's someday." He smiled softly, his face getting a little hot at the thought of Pony, shirtless, nice and lean.
Pony felt a blush creeping up on his face and he swallowed, hoping Johnny wouldn't notice anything unusual for the young boy. He shifted positions uncomfortably and nodded. "Yeah, Darry's been sayin' that I should go with him to the gym soon." He listened to Two-Bit run the shower and ran his hand through his now messy, reddish-brown hair. Trying to ignore his heart pounding, he breathed deeply; in and out. Pony knew that if this kept up, he would soon be as red as a tomato.
The sixteen-year-old smiled softly and pressed the small muscles with his fingers, gently feeling the shallow crevices. He was happy; Pony didn't mind Johnny touching him. His skin was soft and smooth; as Johnny had always imagined it would be. But even still, he wanted to reach lower; feel Pony's thighs and the spot between his legs...
Watching Pony blush, Johnny swallowed hard again and reached up a little father, exposing the younger boy's entire flat, pale stomach. Using the back of his hand, he felt it gently and hoped Pony wouldn't mind. The fourteen-year-old was just blushing a deep red and wasn't protesting when older boy felt around his stomach.
"U-uhm... Johnny?" Pony was sure that he looked just about as hot as he felt. He bit his lip and breathed deeply. His heart was racing a mile a minute.
Johnny smiled at the blushing face of the boy he was in love with. This was his chance to show it and Pony didn't protest at all; he was glowing with hope that, maybe, his best friend would feel the same.
"Yeah?" Johnny smiled softly, leaning closer to the younger boy, hand rested on his hip. He wanted to kiss Pony, those soft lips ready and waiting for him. Leaning forward more, he smiled at Pony who no matter how hard he trie,d only blushed more. It was real cute.
The two boys faces were inches apart and Johnny closed his eyes, awaiting the touch. He could feel Pony's quick, shallow breaths touching his lips. He leaned in farther...
"Hey Pony, where's the hair grease?" Two-Bit's cheerful voice broke the silence and Johnny opened his eyes, leaning back quickly, in case Two-Bit came in and saw them. Pony had jumped slightly and started breathing deeply to steady his nerves.
The sixteen-year-old was angry with Two-Bit now; he ruined the one moment he had to show Pony what he felt. He looked back at the floor, to hide his blush, which he'd faught down the entire time.
"It's on the bathroom counter, Two-Bit. Please hurry up, we're wantin' to leave now." Pony replied and turned back to Johnny, looking at the floor. "Uhm... Johnny... I'm.."
Johnny sighed deeply and turned his black head to face Pony. He didn't want Pony to feel sorry; it was Two-Bit's fault and besides, he should have waited until they were alone together. Sitting as close to Pony as he could, he cuddled up to the younger boy. Johnny had to act fast before Pony asked what he was doing and before Two-Bit came back out. He turned his face and planted a small, soft kiss on Pony's cheek, blushing through his darkened skin. Pulling away quickly, he stood up hurriedly and walked outside to wait, leaving Pony there stupidfied.
At the same moment Johnny went outside, Two-Bit entered the room clad in only a pair of jeans, carring his shirt in one hand. "Ready to go there Pon?" He grinned; he wanted Pony to at least look at his body. Just once. But Pony wasn't paying much attention, after what happened. He didn't really know what to say. Did Johnny like him too?
"Yeah, lets get goin' Two-Bit..." Pony said quietly, still lost in his thoughts. Two-Bit grinned at him. Inside, he was wondering what was up with that expression on the younger greaser's face. Shrugging, he put his red Mickey Mouse shirt, threw on his tattered and wornd leather jacket, wandering out the door.
"You comin' Pon?" He turned his red head and gave him a once over with his grey eyes, When Pony nodded, he walked out the door to see Johnny there, staring off into the dark distance.
Johnny was scared. He wanted to run away from Pony; go hide in the lot, or find Dally. What he did took a lot of guts, but now things would be rather awkward the rest of the night. He shook his shaggy head; he couldn't do that. It was like a guy running off after knocking up his girlfriend. Only, not as serious.
"Come on Ponyboy, it's cold out here." Two-Bit flipped up the collar of his jacket and exhaled, the white cold showing in his breath.
Pony picked himself off of the couch and walked towards the dor, still lost in his thoughts. He didn't really know what to make up Johnny's kiss on the cheek. Pony really wanted Johnny to flat out say that he liked him back, but wasn't really sure if the older boy wuold do that. "Yeah, I'm comin' Two-Bit..."
Pony stepped outside and closed the door behind him. Darry would get made if they left it open.
"Shouldn't you bring a coat there, Ponyboy?" Darry called from the open kitchen window and recieved a shake of the head. "Are you sure Pony? It's going to get cold out later..."
"Nah, I'll be okay Dar." Pony replied and waved to his older brother, walking down the few stairs. "Kay, let's get goin' now..."
Two-Bit was happy to oblige to Pony's request and with a very ungraceful stride, followed behind him. Johnny stayed still for a moment, then wandered down the stairs with his eyes to the ground, afraid to look up. Two-Bit perked an eyebrow and ruffled the smaller boy's hair.
"What's wrong with you?" He questioned, in a friendly tone, grinning. Johnny said nothing, just shook his head Two-Bit simply shrugged. "Think we should take my car maybe?" Two-Bit asked Johnny first, who shrugged as well. He turned his rusty head to Pony. "You?"
Pony simply shrugged. "Sure, that's fine." He followed Two-Bit, who had walked ahead and peeked out of the corner of his eye. The small sixteen-year-old was dragging his feet and Pony just hoped that it wasn't something he had done. He hated Johnny to be mad at him.
"You comin' Johnnycake?"
Johnny looked up and blinked at Pony's voice. Of course he'd come; we wanted to be with Pony all the time, and he wanted to tell him tonight...he knew he was ready to. Scratching his black head, he nodded quickly and caught up to Pony, walking with him.
Two-Bit perked an eyebrow and smacked Pony on the back. "Come on then, to my hell hole we go!" And with that, he took off down the street, grinning madly.
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Hope you guys like!
~Kashew and Silent Dirge
September 29 2003 - October 14 2003
Chapter 2: The confession?
Author Notes: Well, I'm glad everyone likes the story so far!
Warnings: Slash, boy/boy, yaoi, mild swearing (mostly Two-Bit. XD), and some sexual references. Nothing too graphic though. :3
Pony sighed and sat back down in his spot on the couch. "Fine, but don't take too long Two-Bit. We don't want to be fighting the crowds; I have a feelin' The Dingo'll be packed."
Standing up, Darry took a drink of his coffee. "If ya wanna take a shower before you leave, go right on ahead Two-Bit. Y'know where to go. I'm gonna go get the bills done, so I'll see ya guys later. 'Member Pony, midnight."
The fourteen-year-old nodded and curled back into a ball. Who knows how long Two-Bit would take in the shower. Not that he minded, of course. It'd give him an excuse to sit beside Johnny for a moment longer. 'Wait...' He thought, furrowing his eyebrows. 'Where did those thoughts come from?'
Johnny's dark eyes followed Darry leave the room; following his and Two-Bit's removal from the area, all was silent except the soft sound of Pony's breathing. And unlike most people, Johnny didn't find the silence uneasy at all. He liked to stay quiet, and Pony felt the same as well. He watched the younger boy curl up, lying on his side. He wanted to snuggle with Pony, run his fingers through that greased red hair, hold him and kiss him softly. Johnny swallowed hard; he decided to do something. Sliding over closer to Pony, he hesitantly reached out to touch Pony's hip.
The younger greaser looked up at him, his eyebrows furrowed, like a dog once you poke it while it was resting. Trying not to blush, Johnny lifted the younger boy's shirt up slightly, exposing his stomach.
"You should work on that a little more," he said, motioning to Pony's stomach. "It'll be real hard like Darry's someday." He smiled softly, his face getting a little hot at the thought of Pony, shirtless, nice and lean.
Pony felt a blush creeping up on his face and he swallowed, hoping Johnny wouldn't notice anything unusual for the young boy. He shifted positions uncomfortably and nodded. "Yeah, Darry's been sayin' that I should go with him to the gym soon." He listened to Two-Bit run the shower and ran his hand through his now messy, reddish-brown hair. Trying to ignore his heart pounding, he breathed deeply; in and out. Pony knew that if this kept up, he would soon be as red as a tomato.
The sixteen-year-old smiled softly and pressed the small muscles with his fingers, gently feeling the shallow crevices. He was happy; Pony didn't mind Johnny touching him. His skin was soft and smooth; as Johnny had always imagined it would be. But even still, he wanted to reach lower; feel Pony's thighs and the spot between his legs...
Watching Pony blush, Johnny swallowed hard again and reached up a little father, exposing the younger boy's entire flat, pale stomach. Using the back of his hand, he felt it gently and hoped Pony wouldn't mind. The fourteen-year-old was just blushing a deep red and wasn't protesting when older boy felt around his stomach.
"U-uhm... Johnny?" Pony was sure that he looked just about as hot as he felt. He bit his lip and breathed deeply. His heart was racing a mile a minute.
Johnny smiled at the blushing face of the boy he was in love with. This was his chance to show it and Pony didn't protest at all; he was glowing with hope that, maybe, his best friend would feel the same.
"Yeah?" Johnny smiled softly, leaning closer to the younger boy, hand rested on his hip. He wanted to kiss Pony, those soft lips ready and waiting for him. Leaning forward more, he smiled at Pony who no matter how hard he trie,d only blushed more. It was real cute.
The two boys faces were inches apart and Johnny closed his eyes, awaiting the touch. He could feel Pony's quick, shallow breaths touching his lips. He leaned in farther...
"Hey Pony, where's the hair grease?" Two-Bit's cheerful voice broke the silence and Johnny opened his eyes, leaning back quickly, in case Two-Bit came in and saw them. Pony had jumped slightly and started breathing deeply to steady his nerves.
The sixteen-year-old was angry with Two-Bit now; he ruined the one moment he had to show Pony what he felt. He looked back at the floor, to hide his blush, which he'd faught down the entire time.
"It's on the bathroom counter, Two-Bit. Please hurry up, we're wantin' to leave now." Pony replied and turned back to Johnny, looking at the floor. "Uhm... Johnny... I'm.."
Johnny sighed deeply and turned his black head to face Pony. He didn't want Pony to feel sorry; it was Two-Bit's fault and besides, he should have waited until they were alone together. Sitting as close to Pony as he could, he cuddled up to the younger boy. Johnny had to act fast before Pony asked what he was doing and before Two-Bit came back out. He turned his face and planted a small, soft kiss on Pony's cheek, blushing through his darkened skin. Pulling away quickly, he stood up hurriedly and walked outside to wait, leaving Pony there stupidfied.
At the same moment Johnny went outside, Two-Bit entered the room clad in only a pair of jeans, carring his shirt in one hand. "Ready to go there Pon?" He grinned; he wanted Pony to at least look at his body. Just once. But Pony wasn't paying much attention, after what happened. He didn't really know what to say. Did Johnny like him too?
"Yeah, lets get goin' Two-Bit..." Pony said quietly, still lost in his thoughts. Two-Bit grinned at him. Inside, he was wondering what was up with that expression on the younger greaser's face. Shrugging, he put his red Mickey Mouse shirt, threw on his tattered and wornd leather jacket, wandering out the door.
"You comin' Pon?" He turned his red head and gave him a once over with his grey eyes, When Pony nodded, he walked out the door to see Johnny there, staring off into the dark distance.
Johnny was scared. He wanted to run away from Pony; go hide in the lot, or find Dally. What he did took a lot of guts, but now things would be rather awkward the rest of the night. He shook his shaggy head; he couldn't do that. It was like a guy running off after knocking up his girlfriend. Only, not as serious.
"Come on Ponyboy, it's cold out here." Two-Bit flipped up the collar of his jacket and exhaled, the white cold showing in his breath.
Pony picked himself off of the couch and walked towards the dor, still lost in his thoughts. He didn't really know what to make up Johnny's kiss on the cheek. Pony really wanted Johnny to flat out say that he liked him back, but wasn't really sure if the older boy wuold do that. "Yeah, I'm comin' Two-Bit..."
Pony stepped outside and closed the door behind him. Darry would get made if they left it open.
"Shouldn't you bring a coat there, Ponyboy?" Darry called from the open kitchen window and recieved a shake of the head. "Are you sure Pony? It's going to get cold out later..."
"Nah, I'll be okay Dar." Pony replied and waved to his older brother, walking down the few stairs. "Kay, let's get goin' now..."
Two-Bit was happy to oblige to Pony's request and with a very ungraceful stride, followed behind him. Johnny stayed still for a moment, then wandered down the stairs with his eyes to the ground, afraid to look up. Two-Bit perked an eyebrow and ruffled the smaller boy's hair.
"What's wrong with you?" He questioned, in a friendly tone, grinning. Johnny said nothing, just shook his head Two-Bit simply shrugged. "Think we should take my car maybe?" Two-Bit asked Johnny first, who shrugged as well. He turned his rusty head to Pony. "You?"
Pony simply shrugged. "Sure, that's fine." He followed Two-Bit, who had walked ahead and peeked out of the corner of his eye. The small sixteen-year-old was dragging his feet and Pony just hoped that it wasn't something he had done. He hated Johnny to be mad at him.
"You comin' Johnnycake?"
Johnny looked up and blinked at Pony's voice. Of course he'd come; we wanted to be with Pony all the time, and he wanted to tell him tonight...he knew he was ready to. Scratching his black head, he nodded quickly and caught up to Pony, walking with him.
Two-Bit perked an eyebrow and smacked Pony on the back. "Come on then, to my hell hole we go!" And with that, he took off down the street, grinning madly.
Hope you guys like!
~Kashew and Silent Dirge
September 29 2003 - October 14 2003