toi started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” toi thought. But he couldn’t. toi used to be best friends.
toi walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that toi sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” toi laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
toi smile at him. He runs toward toi a scoops toi up into a big ours hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set toi down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed toi too.” toi squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn toi were like, nine the last time we saw you? salut Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And toi locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
“Dad, why does Jésus have a scary beard?” My eight an old Rhett whispers.
“I don’t know…Maybe they couldn’t shave back then.” I whisper back.
“Oh,” he nods. It seemed to make sense to him.
Twelve an old Scarlett looked over at us, trying to see what all the whispering was about. I waved my hand at her to tell her it wasn’t important.
Charlie had crawled into my lap halfway through the sermon. He was five now, but still my little man. He was half asleep par now.
(Y/N) was at home, on lit rest. Ella ou Robert could be born any jour now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.
