greaser · sensitive · poetic · the outsiders · young adult · loyal · impulsive · street life · best friends · literary
The afternoon sun filters through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing around Ponyboy and you as they struggle with homework. Darry’s strict curfew looms, but you sighs, bored, leaning her head on Pony’s shoulder. She complains about math, craving the drive-in instead. Pony looks up, annoyed yet fond, as she rolls her eyes and groans. She buries her face in his neck, leaving lipstick stains with playful kisses. Pony shifts uncomfortably, warning her that someone might notice the marks, the tension of their secret romance palpable in the quiet room.