Yellow Roses// Johnnyboy [𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝒹]

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hey y'all!! I know I jussst published chapter 1, but that was pre-written by past-me, so here is chapter two!! Enjoy!!

note: chapter 3 is already written & all that, so it will be published in just a few short days. thanks for reading and enjoy!!

Johnny's POV

Pony and I headed straight to the movies after school. I didn't wanna deal with my folks, and Pony told Soda where he'd be this morning.

I honestly don't know which movie is showing, but I don't really care. I just like spending time with him.

We sat in the simple chairs, after payin' our quarters, and the movie started up. He wasn't watching, though. He was running his fingers over his tattoo, over and over.

I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. A part of me felt guilty for not telling him, but another part of me wanted to keep it hidden. I'll tell him eventually..

Throughout what I saw of the movie, I could see him sparing glances at me, in my peripheral vision. (Pony told me that word, a few weeks ago. I don't remember the exact definition, but I know it means something with like.. the outside of something??)

I yawned, and my eyes were closed before I knew it. I leaned over and rested my head on Pony's shoulder. I felt him tense up for a second, before relaxing.

I shivered, half wishing he would put his arm around me and keep me warm.

After just a few moments, I nodded off to sleep.

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When I woke up, I was still resting on his shoulder, but this time, his arm was around me. I had to bite the inside of my cheek not to smile.

I listened for a few moments, and decided that the movie was still goin'.

I stayed silent for a minute or so, deciding wether or not it was a good time to 'wake up'.

I finally let my eyes flutter open, and I shifted my weight a little. Pony's green eyes (that have always reminded me of the sky, but green) met my nearly-black ones.

"Hey Johnnycakes," he whispered, starting to take his arm back. I frowned, and he paused.

"Somethin' wrong?" Pony asked, furrowing his brow.

"Naw, you were just warm.." I replied, to which he smiled and put his arm back around me.

We stayed like that until the movie ended, and we got up to stretch.

We grabbed our stuff, and started on our way back to Pony's place. My parents didn't care if I came home or not, so I usually stayed there or slept in the lot.

When Pony and I stepped in, Soda was just getting on his jacket.

"Hey Pone, Hey Johnny. I'm headin' over to see Steve for the night. You two have the bed." Sodapop said, winking at me. I went red.

"Y..you're sure about that..?" I asked, cursing myself for the stammer.

"'course, Johnnycakes. You two crazy kids have fun." He replied. With that, and a ruffle of Pony's hair, he was gone.

Pony and I decided to head upstairs and work on our schoolwork, sitting side by side.

We worked for a little while, mostly in content and happy silence.

"Hey Johnny?" Pony asked me, breaking the silence.

"Hmm?" I murmured, putting down my pencil to look at him. His light-dark hair was a little messy, and his hoodie was hanging off one shoulder. I could feel my hands get a little sweaty.

"You think you can say something in Italian for me? I wanna try to learn it." Pony asked me, his eyes darting around.

"Sure, what 'chya want me to say?" I asked, my voice was a little more shaky than usual, but I tried to steady it.

"Mm.." he thought for a moment. "Anything you wanna say."

"M'kay.." I replied, even though my voice was barely above a whisper. I paused for a moment.

"Mi ricordi di un fiore. carino e innocente."