Fire and Ice | By : DrusillaDeWynter Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 3927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Early Morning Musings
The day was just beginning when the boys started their walk, touring their side of town before heading to the lot. Early morning sunlight filtered through trees and dappled the sidewalk. Birds were singing a happy tune, squirrels chattering to each other, people walking around while they still could before the afternoon heat hit the city.
If one were to pass on the street and see the three greasers, all so drastically different in appearance and personalities, they would see a young dark headed timid boy with a lopsided smile and slightly glazed eyes, a taller but slightly younger looking reddish-brown haired boy with sparkling eyes and a pearly grin, and a tall tow headed hood with melted ice blue eyes and a small smirk on his lips. It was a rather odd sight, especially when one took into account who the blonde greaser was, but for some reason it was rather fitting. The three boys seemed to click, as if they were puzzle pieces that fit together solidly to make one rather beautiful picture.
There was a hint of laughter and affection in the eyes of the oldest, overwhelming the coldness of his eyes and warming them to a liquid pool of blue, like the river under a bright blue sky. The smirk on his lips never faltered, instead it seemed to grow into a genuine smile when he would look at the auburn haired boy. He was talking animatedly, which was unusual for him because he was usually either sarcastic or strolled along in cold silence.
The youngest boy strolled along, eyes warm and bright and ready grin upon his full lips. He moved his hands while talking, showing an excitement generally not seen in that part of town. His stride was self-assured, slightly cocky and to anyone who knew him, rather out of character.
The darker boy, while timid looking, was smiling just slightly at his two friends’ antics. His dark eyes were brightened to a burning onyx; his cheeks had a slight flush of excitement to them if you looked close. His stride was more reserved, his shoulders hunched just the slightest bit, his hair falling down and brushing his brow.
If you paid close enough attention, you could see the blonde headed boys eyes straying and lingering more than once to his youngest companion. His eyes would light up as if lit from within by a smoldering fire, linger on the face and form of the younger boy with a tender, protective glint. The object of his attention did the same, often gazing into his elder’s eyes, flirting along the chiseled features of his older companion.
Along the street eyes would stray to the boys, lingering stares that would gaze over every inch of their forms. Different emotions showed upon their faces, depending on the gender and age group. Many female eyes admired the forms of the two younger boys and devoured the slim form of the blonde. Often a flash of lust would show in their eyes, for the boys did cut quite the picture in their denims and tight t-shirts. Covetous stares abounded, often calculating and desirous.
If they knew the boys’ background, they didn’t seem to care. From greaser to soc the looks were still the same, except for one detail; the greaser girls would openly gaze at them with lust in their eyes, while the social girls would sneer in front of their friends while still admiring their physique and often letting their imaginations run wild. The two younger, shyer boys weren’t aware of their appeal and ignored the looks, but the older boy knew he was attractive and the looks he was receiving made him stand just that much straighter.
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-Dallas’ POV-
Any other day and the cheerfulness of this day would have made me sick, but the company I’m keeping is making me enjoy it for once. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Johnny smiling at Ponyboy’s rather bouncy display. I was shocked for a minute because we have hardly ever seen Johnny smile, but then again, what am I talking about? Just being around Pony was making me happy and I know I have a silly grin on my face. That kid is getting more like his brother Soda every day, you can hardly get mad at him and you always smile when he’s around.
You know, when I found out I had feelings for the boy I had thought that it would be awkward to be around him. Boy did I find out wrong, I actually feel happier now that I’ve admitted it to myself. His unusually bubbly personality this morning is just making me feel downright cheerful, which shows you how much the kid affects me when I, the king of indifference, am cheerful.
Shoving my hands in my pockets, I watched as Pony began talking with Johnny about some book he was reading in school. Deciding rather quickly that this is one discussion I’m not going to participate in, I got lost in my thoughts of my younger companion. Since discovering my desire for a relationship with my friend, I had been imagining different scenarios involving the object of my affection. Before acting on those fantasies, however, I needed to know if he felt the same as I did.
Until then, though, I still can imagine how he would feel wrapped in my arms, how his full lips would feel and taste, how warm his mouth and how giving his body would be. How it would feel to take the boy in my arms and kiss him till we were both breathless and desiring more. I wondered what his body would look like as I slowly undressed him, how he would sound in the throes of passion. At this image I had to stifle a moan, just the thought of Pony in this state was enough to bring me to a boiling point.
I had always thought I would be alone, except for the occasional one night stands and the on again off again relationship with Sylvia. I never imagined myself falling in love, never imagined how many emotions it could evoke in me. Ponyboy brought out the good in me, he always had to a degree, but now it was more, just more. If you’ve ever been in love then you know what I mean, how everything just seems like it’s more everything just stands out in vivid detail. This was something I never thought myself capable of feeling, but now I find myself hoping I never have to go without feeling like this. This sappy shit was never me, and I will never spout any of this out in public, except maybe to Pony later on, but my thoughts seem to keep flowing ever onward.
The sound of Pony’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts quickly, and looking up I saw we had arrived at the lot. It was oddly empty for this time of day, but I was rather grateful. I was happy to not have to be in a crowd of people. The three of us walked over to the fountain and sat on the lip of it, basking in the warmth of the early morning sun.
We were all happy and feeling a little winded from the long walk, so we decided to rest a while before going on to the DX to see Steve and Soda. We sank into a comfortable silence, enjoying each others’ company and the early summer morning. If only we could have prepared for what would happen later that afternoon…….
*I’m going to finish this chapter there. I know, I know evil me leaving you wondering. This was a slightly longer chapter and I hope ya’ll liked it. I know it was a little confusing switching viewpoints but I wanted to add a little out of character, literally, to keep things rolling the way I want them to go. Please R&R and let me know what you think. Thanks everyone! Happy 4th!
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