Summary: To lighten Pony's mood, Soda asks Steve to take his brother to the fair.
(A.N. Sorry this chapter is so short. I really wanted this story to be free to follow me on Tumblr my username is Ponypopiscannon)
"Lets go on that" Steve points to the 'Silver Bullet'. The ride consisted of a cage like 'carrige' that you could sit two or one. The bench was that if there were two, they would sit croch to ass. it spun the 15 or so 'carriges' in a circle then lifted the circle up so you were plastered to the back of the cage. It went so some people were in the air and others near the ground, flipping.
"Alright" Pony watched, his hands in his pockets, looking around at all the people. Steve smiled down at him, letting the boy go ahead of him.
"Double?" the attendant asked, seeing the boys were together. Pony nodded. Steve thought Pony must have not seen how couples sit.
They were directed to number 7. Steve made that his new favorite number.
"You in the back" Pony commanded. Steve got in, being the bigger person it made sense. Steve thought about how Darry had threatened that if anything bad happened Steve would die. Then had made Steve think of all the bad things that he could do to Pony.
Pony gets in, pressing his back against Steve's chest, his ass against his croch. With a gasp Steve realized he was slightly hard, and hoped Pony didnt notice. Pony moved and Steve's arms shot out to steady him.
"Sorry" Pony whispered. Steve nodded.
The ride started and Pony held onto Steve's knees.
"Dont like it?" Steve asked, his voice sounding hoarse. Pony just licked his lips and was pressed harder into Steve. The older boy closed his eyes, trying not to imagine the boy infront of him.
"Dont like it?" Pony asked, leaning back to ask. Steve's eyes opened looking at him. The ride stopped and Steve reached out, opening the carrige without waiting for the attendant. Pony walked trying to follow the fast paced grease.
"Steve!" Pony called, Steve needed to get out of the crowd.
"Steve!" Pony called again. Steve got behind a building. Pony turned, a slightly angry face on.
"What the hell?!"
"Sorry" Steve ran his fingers through his hair, he could feel the heat in his cheeks. Pony wrapped his arms around himself and scowled.
"I could have gotten kidnapped"
"You could have kicked any kidnappers ass" Steve answered automatically, without thinking at all.
"I'm sure." Pony shook his head at the boy. "Whats your problem? You are the one that wanted to go on that ride"
"I know. I'm sorry. You should have said no"
"Why?" Pony's head tipped to the side.
"Oh... man" Steve gripped his hair. Seeing Pony holding himself he took off his jacket, handing it to Pony.
"Oh... thanks" He put on the leather jacket, snuggling in the large material.
"Lets keep walking." Steve said. Pony shook his hands up, looking ridiclous. Once his hands were showing out of the sleves he hooked his thumbs in his pocket.
As the sky got darker the lights came on.
"Can we do the wheel?" Pony pointed with his sleved hand to the ferris wheel. it was huge and would give a view of the whole grounds. "I wanna see all the lights."
"Sure Pone" Steve said, putting his hand on the boys shoulder to steer him through the thinning crowds. They make it in line and are given thier own seat. the man told them thier warning. "No shaking the carrige, keep hands and feet inside the ride at all times, and no spitting off the ride. Enjoy" the worker eyed Pony, wether to check him out or because he expected the brunette to be a rule-breaker.
Still sporting his hard-on, Steve sat opposite of Pony. The smaller boy looked out on the grounds, ass slightly raised to see. Steve bit his lip. Pony stood as they got higher. Steve closed his eyes.
"Afraid of heights?" Pony asked, assessing the other boys closed eyes. "Dont worry, i gotcha" he took Steve's hand, after shaking his sleve down.
Steve almost let a whimper escape as a warm hand took his.
"Come on, Steve. Look" Pony pulled him. Steve opened his eyes, seeing Pony's eyes, bright and happy. He looked over the edge, tightening his grip on the teen. the lights were all around the fair grounds, some blinking, some blue and white and red.
"its so pretty" Pony breathed out, eyes darting to take everything in.
Steve gulped as Pony pulled him through the crowd. He hated this ride. It was his least favorite thing ever. On the list with creamsicles and eating his veggies.
"I love this one" Pony wiggled through the bars to get in line. Steve followed, a scared whimper coming out of his mouth.
"Go" the attendant said and Pony lead Steve to a cage.
The ride, UFO. Object, you are in a bowl type thing and it whips you in a circlular motion, using gravity to press you to hard to the back that you cant lift your head. It makes Steve's head spin and back hurt. He hates it so much. But seeing Pony's excited face, hands shaking to find the fingers to grab his dates hand will hopefully be worth it.
Pony gets in and Steve stands near the door, closing it. The door makes a scary click sound and they are stuck.
"Im so excited. I love this ride, Steve. I am having so much fun. This is great" Pony says, still holding Steve's hand.
"Yeah..." Steve says shakily.
"Whats wrong?" Pony looks over, Steve moves his head to talk to him. then the ride starts. Steve whimpered as he moved his head to stare ahead, not wanting to break his neck.
Pony whoops as it hits its highest, gripping hard onto Steve, who grips tight too.
The ride ends and Steve cant open the door until the attendant releases it. As he hears the whoosh sound he pulls the door open, and stumbles out of the cage. Pony stumbles out after him. Hitting into the older teen.
"Steve?" Pony notices Steve's face, paled and looking like he saw a ghost.
Steve starts away from the ride, to benches near an ice cream stand.
"Steve?" Pony touches his face. Steve looks at him. "Dont like that ride?"
"Hate it"
"Why didnt ya tell me?" Pony jumped. "Then i wouldnt have gone on it."
"You love that ride..."
"SO!" Pony snorts. he shakes his head. "Steve, its not about me tonight"
"Happy" Steve mumbles.
"Huh?"
"I want you to be happy"
"i am happy. I would be sitting at home reading or staring at the walls. Taking me here was enough"
Steve rubbed his eyes, he was getting tired. they were walking back to the truck. Pony had been seeming to drop suggestive hints since the silver bullet.
Pony looks around, eyes low with fatigue.
To Be Continued...