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Sodapop imagine

"Y/n, baby, you have to tell me what happened." Said Sodapop

She didn't answer. She just stared at the ground with small tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but lost the words. "Soda..." she squealed and hugged him

"I know it hurts, hun. What happened?"

"He cut me."

"Where?"

"On my stomach."

"And Darry took care of that part, right?"

"Yeah."

"What'll make you feel better, sweetheart?"

"Just hug me."

So he did. The two sat on Sodapop's bed in silence. She was squeezing him with what strength she had left. Stupid socs. Rich kids. They think they're better than us... Y/n thought as she drifted asleep.

She woke up next to Sodapop a few hours later. "You ok?" He asked

"Yeah." She said

Sodapop cupped her face and kissed her. "I love you." He said

"I love you too."

"Now, you keep smiling or I'm gonna have to use my secret weapon."

"And what is that?"

Soda lifted his eyebrows. "Don't even think about-"

Y/n was cut off with him tickling her sides. "Sodapop, cut it out!" She laughed

He kissed her cheek. "I love you." He said

"I love you too."