𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

j.c. ~ shoulder

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Movie House.
Friday, 1966.
11:01 a.m. ~ 07:30 p.m.

•••
"Please?"

"Pone, I'm not into those movies. I only watch movies with people I love in it. Especially Marilyn Monroe movies." I said. "So no."

"Well I just need some company, you don't have to watch it." He said. "Sorry, you gotta ask someone else here, buddy." I said. He huffed.

"Johnny, you wanna come with me?" Ponyboy asked. "Umm, I- I have no money." He said. "I'll be paying for it, don't worry. I'm sure you'll like it." "Okay then."

"Yes! See, Johnny is being nice. He's being a good friend." Said Ponyboy, teasing me. "Well good cause I didn't audition for that." I said. He rolled his eyes.

"C'mon Johnny. Let's get outta here. Leave this scumbag behind." Said Ponyboy. "Hey, don't say that man. She's still real nice and fun and all." "Whatever."

They then both left and I continue to watch the TV.

•••

"What the hell are you doing here?" Johnny asked as I sat next to him. "Why aren't you just sitting next to Ponyboy?" I whispered to him.

"I like this view better." He said. "Alright." I said. "Want some?" I offered him my popcorn. "Sure." He then took some and at from his hand.

"You didn't answer my question." He whispered. "Oh, I got bored so yeah. I wanted to hang out with Dally today but he's got in some trouble with Tim again. Steve and Sodapop already made plans with their girls and Darrys an adult type of fun guy. I'm not into that." I said.

"Hey, Ponyboy didn't say that there was James Dean in this movie. I would've went if he had said it." "Now here you are." Said Johnny.

"Yep. Here I am." I said and continue watching.

Unconsciously, I layed my head on Johnny's shoulder because I was too into the movie.

If I were to speak Johnny's mind, I'd say that he probably stopped breathing for a minute.

I looked at him and he seemed quite uncomfortable to me.

"You okay? Was that... Not comfy? I can just--" "No it's okay, you can just rest your head here." He said, tapping his shoulder.

I shrugged and did anyway.

Then he slowly rests his head on mine.

It felt nice to be in Johnny's presence and comfort. Sort of safe too.

"You wanna be my boyfriend, Johnnycakes?" I whispered casually.

"Sure." He whispers the same way back.