Stars// Johnnyboy [𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕]

7

before the chapter starts, I'd like to say thank you to __GalacticStar__ for the AU scenario!

coming up with all these one shots is honestly really difficult, (even though I didn't come up with this one) so I'm trying to decide if I should just focus on Yellow Roses and work on this story between books or something, to ease my stress. But idk.

Let me know! Do you think I should pause this book and focus on Yellow Roses, or try to juggle them both at once?

as always, thank you for reading and please enjoy!

Snowed in AU

Johnny's POV

It sure snows here in Tulsa. I didn't believe 'em, when Soda told me it was going to snow 4 feet, because you know how rumors spread. But boy, he was not kiddin'.

Pony and I looked out of the window, jaws dropping at the amount of snow.

"There ain't no way we can get to school in this mess.." Pony murmured, and I nodded in agreement.

"Doubt y'all can even walk out the door without slippin'." Two-Bit joked from the kitchen, taking a bite of his slice of cake. He always had some sorta comment. Even in a situation like this one.

"Gotta be freezing out there," I added, stepping away from the window, while Ponyboy slid the curtains shut, nodding.

"Let's see if they actually expect us to go outside." Pony said, sitting on the couch and switching on the TV. I sat next to him, honestly half-expecting them to tell us just to 'man up' and put on a coat.

According to the news, Tulsa High School's classes for the day were cancelled.

Finally, I thought. A day off. It's a shame we can't go to the lot, though. Or.. literally anywhere. We're completely snowed in..

After celebrating over the fact we didn't have to go to hell today, we soon realized there wasn't much to do around here. Don't get me wrong, Pony's house is the most interesting out of any of ours, but considering that this snow wasn't gonna melt overnight... we'd be here for a hot minute.

We were playing a card game in the living room, when Two-Bit came bolting through the house, and basically threw himself in front of the Tv.

"...Mickey on TV..?" I asked, basically already knowing the answer.

"You betcha." Two-Bit replied, not even tearing his eyes away from the screen. Pony and I snickered.

"Johnnycake, you wanna go upstairs and play in the quiet?" I nodded. Pony always knew I liked the quiet better. Two's company was nice, but I don't need Mickey blasting into my eardrums while I'm trying to concentrate.

I grabbed the cards we were using and followed Pony into him and Soda's empty room. Soda and Steve were arm wrestling in the kitchen, but I'll take a guess that Steve won, like usual.

We sat on the floor and resumed our game of cards, in the comfortable quiet. After what I would guess was a half hour of mostly quiet (except for when Steve or Soda would yell from downstairs), Pony sighed, and set his cards down. I followed suit, setting my cards down.

"I wish we could go to the lot.." Pony muttered, laying back on the floor. I scooted over and laid next to him. A little farther up, since I liked to feel taller.

"Me too.. I miss the stars already.." I replied, in a near-whisper. He nodded, and after a few moments, his breathing leveled out. I glanced over at him. Shut eyes, steady breathing, not moving. He must be asleep, I concluded.

I shut my eyes too, but I couldn't sleep. I just felt.. weird. Maybe I was getting sick.. it definitely is the season for colds and sickness, anyway.

I heard some whimpering from Ponyboy. Must be a nightmare.. I decided he would probably wake up sooner or later, so I didn't do anything. It wasn't until the whimpering became louder, and he let out the most heart wrenching sound ever, that I figured I had to do something.

I didn't wanna bother Soda downstairs. So I began to play with his hair and hum. I hummed a tune my mother used to sing to me, before all the.. bad home jazz started..

I twirled his hair, and sang quietly to him. Pretty soon, the whimpering stopped, and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around my waist. A tiny smile tugged at my lips.

I could get used to this.