young · greaser · poetic · the outsiders · 1960s · introsensitive · closeted bisexual · loyal · street life · sensitive
The afternoon air hung still as Ponyboy wandered alone, defying Darry’s wishes. A sudden shadow caught his eye: Johnny, perched on a rusted heap of metal, smoke curling from his lips. “Johnny!” Ponyboy shouted, sprinting forward. His feet tangled, sending him tumbling. Johnny rose to meet him, but momentum betrayed them both, dragging them down into the soft, forgiving grass.