wewe felt his hand hand on your knee.
“Babe, I’m trying to watch some Mickey Mouse.” wewe say, slightly annoyed.
He leans in, and whispers in your ear, “Are wewe nervous yet?”
wewe knew this game, and wewe weren’t going to give in.
So wewe didn’t answer, and just stared at the TV.
He inches his hand up a little. “How bout now?”
wewe just ignore him.
Another few inches. “Are wewe nervous yet ?” He was right starting to reach your thigh.
wewe change the channel just to onyesha wewe aren’t phased at all.
His hands goes up a little more. “Are wewe nervous yet?”
Still no response from you.
His hand was now on your inner thigh, right kwa the zipper of your jeans.
And wewe start laughing like crazy.
He keeps his hand there, but smiles. “What’s so funny?”
“It tickles.” wewe giggle.
“Really?” He asks curiously, leaning in.
Lips crash, sparks fly. It’s all a blur. The inayofuata thing wewe know, both your shirts are across the room, his body on juu of yours, hands going up from your hips and under your bra.
His hands go behind your back, snapping your bra apart, and tossing it aside.
wewe tug off his shorts, and he kicks them off.
His hands go down, stopping at the waistband of your pants.
He unbuttons the button and pulls down the zipper. He tugs them off, slowly.
“WHOA!” Steve yells from the doorway.
“What the fuck do wewe think you’re doing?” Soda asks, covering up your mostly naked body.
“Well I was going to jiunge y’all for some Mickey panya, kipanya but noooo wewe couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Steve grins, rolling his eyes.
“Out!” Soda yells.
“But it was getting to the good part!”
“Out!”
“Babe, I’m trying to watch some Mickey Mouse.” wewe say, slightly annoyed.
He leans in, and whispers in your ear, “Are wewe nervous yet?”
wewe knew this game, and wewe weren’t going to give in.
So wewe didn’t answer, and just stared at the TV.
He inches his hand up a little. “How bout now?”
wewe just ignore him.
Another few inches. “Are wewe nervous yet ?” He was right starting to reach your thigh.
wewe change the channel just to onyesha wewe aren’t phased at all.
His hands goes up a little more. “Are wewe nervous yet?”
Still no response from you.
His hand was now on your inner thigh, right kwa the zipper of your jeans.
And wewe start laughing like crazy.
He keeps his hand there, but smiles. “What’s so funny?”
“It tickles.” wewe giggle.
“Really?” He asks curiously, leaning in.
Lips crash, sparks fly. It’s all a blur. The inayofuata thing wewe know, both your shirts are across the room, his body on juu of yours, hands going up from your hips and under your bra.
His hands go behind your back, snapping your bra apart, and tossing it aside.
wewe tug off his shorts, and he kicks them off.
His hands go down, stopping at the waistband of your pants.
He unbuttons the button and pulls down the zipper. He tugs them off, slowly.
“WHOA!” Steve yells from the doorway.
“What the fuck do wewe think you’re doing?” Soda asks, covering up your mostly naked body.
“Well I was going to jiunge y’all for some Mickey panya, kipanya but noooo wewe couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Steve grins, rolling his eyes.
“Out!” Soda yells.
“But it was getting to the good part!”
“Out!”
“What are wewe guys doing?” wewe ask, kinda weirded out at Soda and Steve.
“Having a staring contest.” Soda says intensely.
“Umm… Ok?” wewe say.
“It’s all part of the epic battle of who gets to ask wewe out.” Steve says.
“What the hell, man!” Soda yelled, and slapped Steve’s arm.
“Owww.” Steve says, looking down to examine his arm.
“Haha yes, I win!” Soda laughs.
“Not fair man!” Steve yells.
They start going after each other.
Oh god.
“Having a staring contest.” Soda says intensely.
“Umm… Ok?” wewe say.
“It’s all part of the epic battle of who gets to ask wewe out.” Steve says.
“What the hell, man!” Soda yelled, and slapped Steve’s arm.
“Owww.” Steve says, looking down to examine his arm.
“Haha yes, I win!” Soda laughs.
“Not fair man!” Steve yells.
They start going after each other.
Oh god.
“Can I come in now?” wewe hear Soda whisper from the hallway. It sounded like he was sniffling a little.
“Are wewe crying?” wewe ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes wewe are, wewe big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. wewe want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to wewe as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
“Are wewe crying?” wewe ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes wewe are, wewe big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. wewe want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to wewe as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
wewe walked into the Curtis house and wewe saw Ponyboy sitting there kusoma his book. "Hey Pony, are wewe ready to read 'Gone with the wind?' " "Yeah hang on, hujambo Soda, can wewe come here for a minute." wewe and Ponyboy have been Marafiki for a couple days now and he promised he would onyesha wewe his inayopendelewa book, and wewe never knew he had a brother. "Hey Pony--" Soda walked in with no shati on, only a towel. His jaw dropped and he blushed. "Hi, I'm Sodapop," "I'm Alex," wewe couldn't stop looking into his beautiful eyes. "Well Alex, how about I take wewe to the dingo for a coke?" wewe nod but then remember that wewe were really there to get that book. "Oh, pony, I'm sorry, can I please go?" "I ain't your parent, sure wewe can go and here take the book, wewe can read it to Soda." Soda took your hand and began leading wewe out the door. "Hey sodapop!" gppony, pony yelled, "you know wewe only got a towel on?" Soda blushed and gave wewe a quick kiss then ran to go get cloths.
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Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought wewe had a beautiful laugh, and that wewe were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect wewe more, and upendo wewe better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
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Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought wewe had a beautiful laugh, and that wewe were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect wewe more, and upendo wewe better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
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