𝐍𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋. ( 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺 )

No Fun Being Royal // Chapter Seven

Status: Edited

// Ponyboy's Point Of View //

The next few days, Johnny and I spent playing the board games that I had hidden in my closet. My dad never liked them so I couldn't have them but my mom bought them for me anyway. She would always play games with me whenever I wanted, her favorite game was always checkers, she always won. I learned how to play from her and it soon became one of my favorite board games to play when I had someone to play with. Turns out, Johnny was actually very, very good at checkers, beating me almost every time.

He always smiled so wide when he won, smiling was a good look for him, he should smile more, it looks lovely on him. Everytime he won, I would fake pout at him and he'd always laugh at me, letting out the most contagious laughter ever, it always got me. When he laughed, the whole world laughed with him, myself included. I loved his laugh, it was soft yet loud, like he was enjoying himself, like he hasn't laughed in years. It's sad to think his parents kicked out such a perfect child, wait a second. . . did I just mentally call him perfect? 

I shake my head quickly and look back at the game board, Johnny sitting across from me, biting his lip thinking. He finally moves his piece and smirks, knowing he did a good move this time and looks up at me, a proud smile on his face. I stick my tongue out at him playfully causing him to giggle and I move my checker piece. It's a close game really, we both have about the same number of pieces left, losing them earlier in the game.

"Are you ready to lose again Ponyboy," he asks with a small smirk, giggling lightly.

"Oh I don't think so there Johnny boy, there is no way I'm going to lose again," I said looking at the checkers board, finding a place to move.

I moved my piece and crossed my arms over my chest, looking back up at him with a goofy smile. I really think that I might win this time, he's not going to win again. He moves his piece and jumps it over the rest of my pieces, swiping them off of the board. My mouth opens in shock, how in the world did he manage to beat me. . . again? He moves to sit on his knees and throws his hands up in the air in victory.

"I win again! Woo hoo, I'm hot," Johnny yelled playfully.

In that moment I did realize how attractive Johnny was, he really was stunning. His big puppy eyes that made everyone want to give him what he wanted, I would give him everything if I could, anything he ever asked for. His hair, it looked so soft, sometimes I just want to run my fingers through it and just relax with him, I don't know why. The small smiles and quiet giggles, I absolutely loved those, I caused them and it made me love them more. He was always so kind to everyone, always asking if they needed anything or wanted something, he always cared about you.

"Yeah, you win Johnny. . . again. . ." I say pouting with a sigh, how did he beat me again?

He picks up our game pieces and puts them back into the box, folding the board back up and putting in to the box and puts it all away. Sighing, he sits back down onto the bed with a small smile, he looked so tired, he really should get some rest. I move off of the bed and sit on the floor, looking up at him with a small smile. He looks at me questioningly and tries to get down next to me but I stood up and lifted him back onto the bed.

"What are you doing Ponyboy," he asks with a small yawn.

"Your going to get some sleep, you look awfully tired," I stated.

"I'm not tired and if I was, I'd go to my room across the hall and sleep," he said quietly.

"You teamed Johnny. . . that means your tired so your sleeping in here tonight," I said with a smile.

"If you want I'll sleep on the floor then and you can have the bed," Johnny said.

"Nope, your sleeping in the bed with me so go get some pajamas and change, it's getting close to bed time," I said.

"I'll be back," he said standing up and walking out of the room.

He closed he door and went to his from to change into his clothes. While he was doing that, I changed into my own pajamas and got into bed and waited for him, it usually doesn't take long for him to change into his clothes. He came back in about a minute later, something clutched tightly into his hands but his clothes hadn't changed. He stood in front of me shyly and put his hands behind his back, he looked ashamed. I sat up slightly and scrunched my nose up, tilting my head questioningly at him.

"M-my clothes are being washed so I don't have any," he said quietly.

"You can wear a pair of mine," I said pointing over to my drawer.

"O-okay," said and kneeled over by my drawers, grabbing out something that seemed his size. "I'm going to change in the bathroom and I'll be back in a minute," he said.

I nodded slowly and he went off to the bathroom, changing and coming back out about two minutes later. He still had something clutched in his hands and laid down next to me, moving over a bit so he wasn't too close to me. I looked at him and then to his hands, noticing the thing he had on his hands was a stuffed bear, it looked old and tattered. He realises what I was looking at and his face went pink. I smiled lightly.

"I-i can't sleep without it," Johnny says shyly.

"It's alright Johnny. I'm not judging ya," I stated.

"Good night Ponyboy. . ."

"Good night Johnny. . ."

// Authors Note //

I neglected this story and I apologise for it! I made this chapter a bit longer for y'all cause I felt bad. I hope you enjoyed this chapter though anyway, even thought it took so long. I'll see you all soon.

Till then,

~ Stay Gold