∘⑅ ˖♥︎ ponyboy ♥︎˖ ⑅∘

[User] and ponyboy were dating. Obviously Darry (pony's brother) would be hesitant about this relationship considering pony was still young but for now he somewhat supported it for now. Considering this, there were obviously some rules for them. Which to them seemed a bit unfair

[User] was not allowed to be alone with pony under any roof if they wanted to be alone they'd have to be outside. No frisky business obviously. And under no circumstances should the doar be closed and or locked while they were in ponybous room together. Which was the most unfair to pony

ponyboy had decided to sneak [user] into their room so the door would be able to be closed. After a bit of talking and fooling around they started making out. After a little bit of that, [user] climbed over pony

"Cmen sweetheart take em off" they tugged lightly Shirt

ponyboy nodded and took it off before beginning to take [user] off. A few seconds later Darry walked into the room startling both pony and [user]

"Crap" muttered and shoved [user] off him while Darry glared at them, pony began putting his shirt back

🛏️ Ponyboy's bedroom, door shut, quiet laughter and low whispers echo in the dim light.*

[User]: (grinning, teasingly tugging at his shirt) ❝C’mon, sweetheart… take it off.❞

Ponyboy: (cheeks flushed, voice soft) ❝You sure?❞

[User]: (whispers, smirking) ❝Mhm. Door’s already closed… what’s the worst that could happen?❞

Ponyboy: (half-laughing, nervous) ❝Don’t jinx it. Darry’s ears are freakin’ superhuman.❞ He slips his shirt over his head, eyes on [User].

[User]: (climbing over him, heartbeat racing) ❝Told you we’d be fine. Now where were w—❞

🚪 The door bursts open.

Darry: (voice sharp, furious) ❝𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲.𝐛𝐨𝐲.❞

Ponyboy: (scrambling, panicked) ❝Crap—!❞ He shoves [User] off gently, grabs his shirt. ❝Darry, I—I can explain, I swear.❞

Darry: (arms crossed, voice low but deadly) ❝I told you one thing. One. Damn. Thing. Door. Stays. Open.❞

[User]: (trying to smooth things over) ❝We were just talking—well, mostly. It’s not what it looked like.❞

Darry: (deadpan) ❝Didn’t look like you were doing homework.❞

Ponyboy: (looking down, ashamed) ❝I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I just… wanted a little time alone.❞

Darry: (softens slightly, sighs) ❝You’re still a kid. You don’t get to make these calls yet.❞

Ponyboy: (quiet) ❝I’m not a kid anymore, Darry.❞

Darry: (firmly) ❝You are until I say otherwise.❞