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refusing to kiss a hero || sodapop

｛credits to theoutsiders-oneshots ☾｝

You were sitting at the Curtis' house waiting for the gang to get home from a rumble. You wanted to come, not to fight but to help them out quickly afterwards instead of having to wait till they get home. However your boyfriend, Soda, didn't like that idea because someone could hurt you. The others agreed with him so thats why you were there sitting on the couch, watching TV as you waited. It wasn't fair; you could have stayed to the side or something. Also you couldn't help but worry about them. Even though no weapons would be involved in the rumble.

You remember you had told Soda to be careful. You hope he listened. He sure loved to take risks, idiot. But he was your idiot and you loved him.

You got bored very quickly and decided to rebel. Why listen to what they said? You'd show them that it would've been fine. You turned off the TV, put on a jacket and your shoes then headed off to where the rumble was happening.

It was a cool night, though you knew the boys would be warm because of all the fighting.

You got there pretty quickly; it was only three blocks away from the house. Which made it easier for them; they could just walk there and if things went sour it was easy to get back. You stood by a tree not too far from where the action was. You look down and realize you forgot the first aid kit. Figures. You roll your eyes at your own stupidity.

The Socs start running away. You guess you got there late into the rumble, you weren't complaining. The thing that mattered was that the greasers won! You grin and can't help but fist pump and say "yes!" Soda, who was standing close to you, looks over at you as he hears your familiar voice. He was standing with Two-bit and Steve with a huge smile on his face before he saw you. When he saw you his face was one of pure curiosity. His one eyebrow was cocked. Two-bit and Steve didn't seem to notice you. Sodapop told them he'd meet up with them later and walked over to you.

"Y/n!" Soda said as he walked over. "What are you doing here?"

He notices that there isn't a first aid kit with you, making him even more confused.

"I was going to come and help clean you all up but I forgot the first aid kit at home..." You give an apologetic smile. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I didn't get it too bad. We beat them good!" Soda grins and hugs you tight.

"I'm proud of you, Babe." You kiss him on the cheek.

Soda blushes lightly and you just barely notice it because of how dark it is.

"Let's go home." He slings his arm over your shoulder.

You start walking back to Soda's house. You look him over as you walk. Soda doesn't seem like he's too badly hurt like he had said. He had a bruise forming on the cheek you hadn't kissed. His knuckles were bloody. You couldn't see much else because he had clothes covering pretty much the rest of his body. He had been wearing jeans, a white t-shirt and his flannel. His t-shirt had a little bit of blood on it now though.

Soda moves his arm from your shoulder and instead decides to hold your hand. Which your a little glad about since he was sweaty.

You're not sure where the rest of the gang is, probably still talking to people.

"Oh! I forgot to tell them we'd be heading back. I'll be right back okay?" Soda kissed your cheek then started heading back.

"Alright, I'll continue walking." You smile gently at him.

Soda nods and starts running back to tell them. You continue walking, this time alone. All you hear is the sound of your shoes as they hit the pavement. You have a slow pace because you wanted to walk back with Soda, you didn't mind waiting too much. But moving was better since you were cold.