The Outsiders - Imagines

A walk by sunset ~ Ponyboy Curtis x Reader

,,Hey, you want to come watch the sunset with me?'', Ponyboy, your secret crush, asked. You were sitting on the couch of the Curtis' house, reading the last few pages of a book for a book report. ,,Is it that late already?'', you asked back, trying to find your watch, which you took off earlier. ,,Kinda...Today's a rather early sunset, and I wanted to go to the stony part of the beach to watch it, so yeah. You still wanna come or no?'' ,,I will, if I find my watch...'' ,,Here you go! I...Took it, hehe...'' He handed it over to you, and you looked at him mean-playfully. ,,At some point, you're gonna be as good as Dallas'', you said, grinning at him. He just stuck his tongue out to you, grabbed your hand and pulled you onto your feet, so that you stood mere centimetres away from him, your hands on his chest, feeling his beating heart, and the soft grip from his hand around yours. The sweet breath and his smell of books and the beach. What a dream. Sadly, it only lasted a second. He pulled away and said sorry. The last thing before you went out was hearing him mumble something about ,,Should have'', but it didn't bother you.

As you made your way to the beach, you and Ponyboy were talking about the latest Paul Newman film. You knew that Ponyboy adored him, and at first, you found it weird, but at some point, it caught onto you, and now you both can't stop talking about Paul Newman.

,,If somebody asks you, what your favourite thing to do in the evening is, what would be your answer?''

The question took you off-guard, and you nearly slipped on the big stones of the beach. Catching your breath and heartbeat for a minute, you sat down, looking at the sunset. It was perfect. As if it's right out of a book. You've always imagined a date by sunset, or even sunrise, but none of the guys you knew, thought of the idea, or commented it as ,,too girly''. But Ponyboy...Oh, Ponyboy. Since he first got to know you, sunsets were the only thing you had in common at first. And from then on, he always asked you, if you wanted to come watch the sunset with him. It was an everyday thing, but you loved it. And you loved him. Every time you tried to do little things, such as leaning onto him, your head on his shoulder, or even just a slight hand touch. But you were so scared of his reaction, you couldn't bring yourself to do it. It was always ,,next time'' for you, but ,,next time'' never came. Gathering your thought, you look at the sunset, and then at him.

,,Looks like, you're back. Remember what I've said?'' ,,Huh?'' ,,My question. If somebody asks you, what your favourite thing to do in the evening is, what would be your answer? And I think I know it.'' ,,What would be my answer then?'' ,,Roaming through your thoughts, ya know? Thinking about whatever comes first to your mind.'' ,,How do you know?'' ,,You have a certain look on your face, whenever you think hard or are concentrating. And that's the face you've made. Soda told me about it once, and I saw it a few times after. It's a cute face you make...'' A cute face...HE THINKS, YOU'RE CUTE! A sudden boost in confidence gave you strength to take his hand and look at him. He was startled, but let you do whatever you needed to do.

,,Ponyboy, I gotta tell and ask you something.'' ,,Huh? Waddup?'' ,,Ponyboy, a few months ago, I've realized, these daily ,,let's-go-watch-the-sunset'', made me feel more than before. Not just friendship, but love, too. It took me so long to tell you, 'cause I always thought, you'd end up rejecting me, for god knows why. So, I wanna ask you: Do you feel the same?''

Time froze for a second. He looked at you, surprised, but then grinned, which turned into a chuckle. You thought, he'll reject you in that very moment, but no, the total opposite happens! He takes both your hands in his, putting them on his chest, over his heart. You felt the heartbeat, and after a bit, realized, that there were a few irregular beats. Was it because of you?

,,What does that mean?'' ,,Whenever we went to watch the sunset, and I've tried to say something or ask something, I noticed the irregular heartbeats. I thought it was weird, but I analysed it a bit, and...Realized, I am in love...''

Before you could even answer, he placed a peck on your lips. Soft like a feather, filled with much love of books, the beach, sunsets, poems and you. You didn't know what to do, so you just gave him a peck on his lips, too. It slowly turned into a kiss, so passionate, so warm, like a chocolate cake fresh out the oven. He must have used some scented lip balm before, 'cause his lips tasted like honey. And you couldn't be happier!

And so the evening ended with the sunset going down, and you and Ponyboy kissing, until the moon got up:)

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This was my first ever written imagine, and I really loved it, how about you?