𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 🦋

slow dances & turtle necks || sodapop

( credits to imagines-savvy on tumblr ✌︎ )

It was a quiet night for you and soda, the radio was playing and you were lying on the couch cuddled up next to your boyfriend. The rest of the gang had gone out and was surprised when they found out that you two wouldn't be joining them, but you would trade going out with staying in any day if it meant that you got to be with Sodapop.

A slow song comes on the radio and Soda sits up. "Hey baby?" He asks, you hum in response. If you were being completely honest you were slowly dozing off listening to the sound of Soda's heartbeat. That noise was like a lullaby to you. "Do you wanna dance with me?" He looks at you with a grin, holding out his hand for you to take. You take his hand, rubbing your eyes with your other in an attempt to wake yourself up. Soda pulls you to the middle of the living room, putting his hands on your waist you begin to sway, it wasn't long before his lips connected to your neck. Kissing from your jaw to your collarbone, you let out a quiet moan and you feel him grin against your neck. Suddenly you hear a knock at the door "Make yourselves decent! We're coming in!" A voice you recognize as Steve's calls from outside. Sodapop groans and you roll your eyes, he stands up and looks at your neck. "You better put on a necklace or something, we don't want the whole gang figuring out what we were doing or else we'll never hear the end of it" he says quietly so no one outside hears. You nod and run off just as the front door opens and the whole gang walks in. Luckily, you accidentally left a turtleneck at the Curtis' house one day and it was still there, silently you sneak into Sodapop's room to retrieve your turtleneck. You pull it on and walk back out into the living room, "Hey Guys." You say as casually as you could. "Hey (Y/N), what's with the turtleneck? You got somethin to hide?" Dally teases, walking over to you. He pulls down the neck of of your shirt to reveal the multiple hickeys you had from earlier, "Holy shit!" Two-bit bursts, "Soda and (Y/N) are gettin freaky!!" Steve let's out a whoops and Dally wolf whistles. You a Sodapop look at each other, faces as red as a cherry. So much for not noticing.