Ponyboy:
You two would lay in the lot watching the stars, and talk about everything and nothing at the same time. He'll lay on his back and you'll rest your head on his stomach, so you looked like a 'T'. Those long summer nights were the best.Johnny:
He would always come over to your place, since he didn't want you to be around his parents. You'd lay in bed, sometimes talking and sometimes silent, with him spooning you. He would wrap his arms around your chest and his nose in your hair. In those moments, you'd never felt safer.Dally:
Dally absolutely loved to cuddle you close to him; he loved the way it felt like your body was just made to fit into his. You guys would lay with your head rested on his shoulder, and one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other around your shoulders. One of your hands would be running through his soft, dark hair while your other arm was draped across his middle, your hands drawing shapes and letters on his abs.Darry:
You'd lay in bed, sprawled out on top of his large body, running trails up and down his shoulders with your fingers. Every now and then, you would pepper his neck and chest with lazy kisses while you listened to him talk softly in your ear, asking questions about your day and then telling you about his, and embracing the feeling of him running his large hands up and down your back.Sodapop:
Soda would do anything to have you in his arms every second of the day. He'd be sitting in his room when you'd come through the door and see his arms wide open and waiting for you. You'd go straight to him, plop down in his lap and bury your face in his neck. His arms wrap tightly around you and he'd close his eyes in the pure joy of having you in his arms.Steve:
The smell of oil and grease that Steve always brought home didn't bother you; in fact, it was more of a comfort the anything. You'd nuzzle into his neck, breathing him in deep and toss your leg across his hip. He'd hold you like that until his alarm clock woke you both, and then he'd kiss you softly and leave for work.Two-Bit:
You and Two would sit on the floor of your apartment, you between his legs and his arms draped across your chest, and relax and watch Mickey. When you would start to get tired, you would lean your head back onto his shoulder and close your eyes. His way of waking you up was to nuzzle into your neck and blow raspberries until you woke, screaming and laughing.
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