Jally Oneshots

Hurt

Johnny was making his way to the lot, his dad was too drunk to even stand and his mother wouldn't stop screaming at him. He could hear kids up ahead laughing and cheering, Johnny's heart started to beat faster and he stuffed his hands in his pockets. Johnny gazed up to the stars and sighed, he kicks at a rock and looks up. He can see, the lot up ahead.... and the kids.
Johnny took a deep breathe, they were just having a late night stroll, just like he was he thought. He shrugs it off and walks towards the lot.
"Hey look at the greaser!" A kid shouts
My cheeks burn red and I stiffen.
"It's a greaser" another slurs
"Hey grease ball! What's a thing like you  doing out this late. Don't you have a bed time? Where's your mommy and daddy?" he laughs like he's the funniest fucking person in the world.
"Bet they're fags" one sneers
Johnny wants to object and call the kid out on everything he says but his heart beats too rapidly, it's all he can feel and all he can do, listen and make his heart beat like crazy.
"He's probably one too, they probably all French each other"
"Hey buddy, ain't you the greaser always hanging around that one prisoner" he laughs
"Oh shit you're right, fags in love"
Johnny mumbles some words to himself and feels himself tense up.
Dallas wasn't a prisoner. He'd have to be in jail to be one. Dally has done some dumb stuff but he's a good guy. Johnny continues to back up but the kids walk closer amused and drunk.
"Yeah he loves that freak" one pipes up
"He likes his dangerous Mann"
They all laugh. Johnny finds himself unable to open his mouth so he spits at them. The saliva lands on one of the kid's face.
"Oh? oh! You want to play dirty do you?" He lunges at Johnny and tackles him to the ground. "We was just going to have a nice chat, a good time but I see how it is"
His fists connect with Johnny's face and he punches him until he is out of breath, the other kids all kick him. Pain shoots through Johnny's body and he cries in pain, squirming and thrashing. He yells for help and the kids panic. Johnny continues to cry out loudly and the kids suddenly start to run.
Dallas has heard a shout, at first he didn't think much of it, but a few more shouts he started to recognize the voice. It was Johnny. Immediately he started to sprint towards the noise, he picked up a rock and threw it towards the kids and they scattered. Dallas ran towards Johnny, he falls beside him and holds his head in his hands.
"Are you okay? Can you hear me?" He asks
Johnny nods and winces. Dallas has an urge to chase down those kids and kick their asses. He's so angry he could scream, maybe go rob a store. His anger tuned into concern and his grip softened, he looks Johnny in the eyes and pushes his hair back
"Where does it hurt? Is anything broken?" Dally whispers
"n-no nothings broken" the younger one replies
"Can you walk?"
Johnny nods. Dallas sits Johnny up and Johnny pulls Dally into a hug. Dallas wasn't the hug type of person but he'd allow it, he loves the kid too much to push him off. They stay in their embrace for several minutes swaying softly until Dally slowly lifts him up.
"Let's go. My house ain't that far away"

Dallas sits Johnny on the toilet and grabs a first aid kit. Dallas has no training and thought medical attention was dumb but he couldn't stand seeing Johnny like this, and wanted to do anything he could to help. First he washes off the blood from his face and kisses his cheek. Johnny's face goes red and he makes a small whining noise. Dallas started to take off Johnny's shirt, but Johnny's hands flew down.
"You were bleeding down here too."
Johnny's eyes go glossy and he lets Dallas undress him slowly. Once the shirt is removed scars and bruises are revealed. Johnny had long cuts on his sides and on his chest, some were from the jumping but most of them are clearly self inflicted. Dallas starts to clean the tan ones body and finds his own eyes start to water. He patches up some of Johnny's wounds  and places kisses on the boys neck and chest. Johnny begins to covers himself and becomes extremely self conscious.
"I'm tired." Johnny blurts out
Dallas stares at him for a second
"Do you want to maybe go to sleep?" Dally asks
"Please.." he replies
"Okay"
Dallas lead Johnny into his room and dressed him in one of his shirts, Johnny climbs into the bed and Dallas follows. Johnny's face hurts and he whines when it hits the pillow. Dallas puts his arms around Johnny and kisses his head.
"Does this hurt baby cakes?" The older boy asks softly
The young boy shakes his head and snuggles into his hero. While his body aches he feels happy being with his hoodlum lover. Johnny pecks the mans lips and they drift to sleep

This one sucks I know I'm very sorry I just been stressed and I'm not good at writing