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Imagine:

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Imagine:

You were walking to the dingo with johnny for a snack since you had money. There was of course, another fight there. There's ways some kind of fight involving greasers, but this fight in particular looked pretty serious. There was only 1 other greaser and 4 socs there who had their switchblades ready to probably be used.

You ran up to the scene of the fight and told the soc's to back off. You admit it, you were pretty scared. Not knowing what they could do in that moment of time. Johnny wanted to hold back, and not get in the way of the Soc's, but since you were now involved he reluctantly ran towards you and the soc's.

Soc: "well. Well. 3 against 4. Lets see how well this plays out boys."

The Soc grabbed you by the shoulder and harshly threw you at the car across from where you were standing. 2 soc's about to fight you, while the other 2 were about to handle the other greaser and Johnny.

Y/N: "JOHNNY GO GET THE GANG! DARRY! ANYONE—"

You tried to yell for him to get backup before the soc's again treated you harshly, covering your mouth and pinning you to the cement.

You could see Johnny had ran as fast as he could and before you knew it Darry, and the gang were there. As you, Two bit, steve, Dally, and Soda tried fighting off the soc's, you saw johnny and Darry almost freeze once they saw the soc's had a switchblade held up to your neck. Johnny's face looked as pale as a ghost which you know only happens when he's terribly frightened or feeling threatened.

It wasn't long before the gang had finally beat up and scared away the soc's with their threats, leaving you with a small cut on your collarbone and a bruise on your shoulder and wrist where the the soc had thrown you to the car.

Johnny immediately ran towards you, falling to the ground as you slightly winced in pain trying to sit up.

Johnny: "golly.. y/n i am so sorry, i shoulda helped you instead of getting help and running away.. and i-i saw them hurting you and i just froze.. i couldn't help you—"

Y/n: "Johnny dont you for ONE second think that this is your fault! It was my choice to get in between their fight and im glad you got help! If you stayed, they probably would have beaten you to a pulp. But you stayed safe, and listened to me. I don't care if I got beat.. better you than me i mean you have to live with getting beat almost everyday. You must be crazy to think i would put you in risk of getting hurt MORE.."

Johnny: "i... im sorry, still.."

Y/n: "its okay. Really. Im fine, its just a small little cut, and some bruises. Nothing that can't be healed. C'mon lets go to Pony's house.."

You guys walked to pony's house holding hands.

Johnny: "im never gonna run away from problems like this again. Its not safe for you. And i love you too much to put you in danger just cause im too scared to confront them on my own."

You didn't wanna say anything because you knew he just wants to better himself for you and for his own good, even though you would rather keep him safe.

Y/n: "i love you too johnnycake" you smiled at him, squeezing his hand a little tighter.

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