I've been wanting to write this for a while and finally got myself around to it, I've got another fic I've been holding off for a while and needed something to get back into writing and this might just be it. I hope you enjoy. There will be some explicit things later on. If you're not into that. I wouldn't read.
It's not been beta'd so I do apologise for any grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes.
I also have this on my AO3 which is updated first. Same username.
The pain in his legs was sharp and every movement he made sent another hot flash of it down his legs right to the tips of his toes. He didn't regret it though there was no way he could have woke Ponyboy up he looked way too peaceful and he sort of felt like he owed him for coming with him. He might have saved Ponyboy's life but Ponyboy had saved him many times before that, it was the only thing he could have done, as much as it scared him.
Johnny watched as Ponyboy dragged the comb through his hair, and an horrifying idea ran through him, they were going to have to do something about their hair, both of them. It made him feel a bit sick, that thought mixed with the pain in his legs. He wasn't going to bring it up just yet though, Ponyboy would more than likely turn around right this second and run off home, no matter how long it took him to do so. He just about heard what he had said picking up on the last part which was his name.
"You know, you look an awful lot like Sodapop. The way you have your hair and everything. I mean apart from your eyes are green." Johnny immediately picked up on Pony's reddening face, there was no way he could hide it, he was too far gone for that, even his neck and ears had changed shades.
"They ain't green. They are gray." It made Johnny smile. And Pony continued. "And I look about as much like Soda as you do." he paused and then added. "He's good-looking."
"Shoot." Johnny couldn't help the grin he had now. "You are, too." It made it funnier when Pony rolled his eyes and walked away from him. And Johnny laughed, a genuine laugh that he had not done in such a long time. It made him feel incredible. He knew that Pony could hear him because he could see him shaking his head. Johnny didn't know where his newfound confidence had come from, maybe killing a guy had shaken it out of him. Shaken that scared, timid boy away. Had he been there all along?
Although he believed it to be some kind of cover for how terrified he actually was. But since it was just the two of them and he was the oldest, he had to act it, he had to be there for Pony just as much as he was for Johnny. Johnny's legs were beginning to feel a little better the more he rubbed them, he could feel the blood coming back to them and the pins and needles he had in his feet was finally subsiding, giving them a test he brought them up to his chest, hugging them gently he dropped his head down and closed his eyes for a moment. There was no way they could run forever. Johnny wouldn't allow it, he wouldn't allow Pony to have his life ruined too.
Johnny must've fallen asleep because he awoke to Pony nudging softly on his shoulder. He gave him a gentle smile and Johnny got to his feet. Ponyboy knew where they were heading now and sleepily Johnny nodded. Their walk was silent. Walking beside one another. Nothing ever needed to be said really because the two of them had been close enough to not need to fill the quiet. Every so often Johnny had looked over to Pony, he looked incredibly tired and that only made him feel worse. Johnny was overtired, his eyes were heavy but that power nap had energized him and he needed it for the walk they had ahead of them, he guessed about forty five minutes it took them. And by the time he got there, he could feel just how tired he actually was.
They both surveyed the church when they got there just to make sure no one was around. It was empty and creepy, and when they climbed in through the back window it was a relief to be out of sight, even if for now they were still unknown. It wouldn't take long. And they both knew it, they both silently exchanged that knowledge. Johnny had been a little more delicate than Ponyboy, seeing him flop onto the hard ground made him wince. He pressed his head into his arm and closed his eyes, he really needed this. They both needed this. He could feel Pony's body heat radiating beside him and that was enough, he fell asleep instantly.