𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑆𝑘𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑡 🌻 Johnnyboy One Shots

The Sun & The Moon

Dedicated to -TheFandomLife- 💗

The young boy perused through a few sweaters in his closet, choosing one for his boyfriend who was freezing. "Here,"

"T-thank you." Johnny took the cozy grey sweater and pulled it on.

"No problem babycakes." Ponyboy lifted up Johnny and carried him to the bed. The older giggled and was tossed lightly onto the covered mattress, only giggling more.

Pony smiled and tossed himself as well. They both curled up next to each other and exchanged light kisses.

"I love you..." Johnny mumbled while finishing a peck.

"I love you too." The younger responded and pecked him back. Johnny grinned and peppered his entire face with small kisses. Ponyboy giggled loudly and pulled him closer.

Johnny gave a light laugh and nuzzled into him, resting a hand on his chest. Ponyboy laid a hand on the bottom of Johnny's back and sighed happily.

The older boy knew what his boyfriend was thinking about, and oh how much he loved the idea; the room covered in dark shades, faces that faced, blinds closed, the bump of hearts being the only noise, mouths connected, hands that traveled.

"Pony,"

"Hm?" He mumbled.

"Tell me why,"

"Tell you what now?" Pony asked.

"Why are you so beautiful?" Ponyboy snorted. "Seriously." He snorted again and broke out into light laughter.

"I have no idea." He finally answered.

"I don't know either." The older boy giggled. Ponyboy giggled along and pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around Johnny's torso.

Pony grinned at him. Johnny smiled back and laid a kiss on his head. "You're just so..."

"What?"

"You're so adorable," Johnny ruffled his hair. Ponyboy giggled more. "And I love you to friggin' death."

"I love you too, and I will forever and ever." Johnny blushed.

"Y-you will?" He asked.

"I suppose if how much you love me is to death, then I will love you even after death occurs."

"My heart hurts," Johnny uttered.

"D-did I say something bad? I-I'm so sorry honey!" Ponyboy cried out and tried to relieve Johnny's chest with a fondle.

"No baby, not at all, don't be sorry," He smiled softly at the younger boy and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "It makes me so happy that you said about how much you love me."

"R-really?"

"It really does."

"I'm glad it does. That's all I care about..."

"Huh?"

"You are all I care about," Ponyboy assured. "Your happiness is my only priority."

"I-I-really?" Johnny couldn't believe his ears, if they were telling him correctly, if this was actually what Ponyboy was saying with his own tongue, and not some illusion.

"Yes," He answered and held his hands. "You wear my sweaters and give me the best kisses, laughs and smiles in the world. You are the cutest, most handsome, most charming, and most lovable person ever." Johnny's blush spread even more.

"Gee Pone," He began. "It's like I never saw an angel coming my way." Ponyboy had smiled and wondered why he'd said that.

"You're my blue moon," He muttered.

"Huh?"

"My blue moon...so rare...so stunning...so perfect to have in this imperfect world." Johnny's face was nearly red.

"You're my angel," This gave Pony the chance to ask why he resembled.

"How?"

"You appeared to me in a dream I'll never forget...a dream where I pictured you and me together. You're always there for me. You don't leave because you know that everything hurts every second you aren't touching me."

Ponyboy gave an awed sight.

"I-you know what I mean," The older grease said remorsefully and looked away.

Ponyboy simply smiled and intertwined their fingers. "I understand exactly what you mean."

Few seconds passed by until Johnny spoke up confidently. "Good, thanks baby."

Pony giggled. "Welcome." He pressed on Johnny's cheek, earning a few giggles out of him.

"You mean everything to me," the sixteen-year old said proudly.

"You mean everything to me too," Ponyboy replied. "And I'm really happy I say it to you a lot."

"Whys that?"

"Because I love saying it." Johnny's lips curved into smile.

"I love saying it too,"

"R-really?" stuttered out Ponyboy.

"If it makes you happy, I'll say it 'till I can't even breathe." The younger boy anxiously bit his lip.

"Please don't," A dejected tone came with Pony's voice. "I can't even be happy when you can't even breathe."

"I don't mean in that way Pone," Johnny started. "If it makes you happy, I'll do it, is what I'm meaning." Ponyboy nodded.

But it's not reasonable either to make gloom in this situation. Johnny was only proving something; his love for Ponyboy. "Babycakes?"

"Yea hon?"

"You mean absolutely everything to me, you mean the stars, the world, the sun, and the moon."

Smiles were given and hearts were beating in a thorough passion and vibe of love for each other. "And I love you more than anything, Johnny."

Johnny pulled him into a hug, sighing in gratitude. How did I ever get so lucky, he thought. Ponyboy giggled.

"You heard?" Johnny asked embarrased.

"Yep, and that's awful sweet of you to think of it," He answered. "I would've thought the same thing."

"Oh really?"

"Mhm, and you're doing it again,"

"Doing what?"

"You're being adorable like you always are, Johnnycake."

How was this??