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Ponyboy gets out of the car and takes the keys, putting them in his pocket. He walks over to his husband and smiles.

The older boy grabs his lover's hand and intertwines their fingers, pressing a kiss against his cheek. They start walking into the orchard, both having smiles on their face.

"So, where to first," Ponyboy asks, turning his head to his husband. "Anywhere you wanna go, we can."

"I wanna go see the bunnies," Johnny squeals. "I have to pet one, at least one."

"Then the bunnies it is, my prince," Ponyboy teases.

The taller boy of the two (Ponyboy), makes his way over to the small petting zoo, seeing the pen of bunnies. Johnny's eyes light up and he drags Ponyboy over to the pen, their fingers still intertwined.

"You're so cute," the younger boy murmurs.

Johnny lets go of Ponyboy's hand and leans down by the small pen and looks at the small bunnies. He was hypnotized by their cuteness.

"You can pick it up, Johnny," Ponyboy says. "Just be careful with it."

The raven-haired boy nods and picks one up carefully, instantly cradling it to his chest. He smiles and pets it gently with his pointer finger.

"It's so little," Johnny cooes.

"Yeah, it's definitely a tiny one," Ponyboy replies, kneeling down beside him.

"Excuse me, mister," a small voice calls from behind them.

Ponyboy turns his head to see a small boy, about 5-6 years old with green eyes and black hair. The little boy was pale with freckles.

"Yes," Ponyboy asks, putting a warm smile on his face.

"Are you in love with him," the boy asks softly, pointing a finger at Johnny. "Cause my friend at school says that two boys can't love each other."

"Well, buddy," Ponyboy starts. "Boys can love each other. I love my husband so much."

The little boy's eyes seem to light up at that and Ponyboy doesn't quite understand why. He slowly moves closer, standing next to the couple, Johnny finally turning and smiling at the small boy.

"Can I hang out with you and him," he asks softly.

Suddenly, Ponyboy takes in more of the young boy's features. He has a partially healed busted lip and finger mark bruises left on his small arms.

"Honey," Ponyboy starts. "Where are your parents?"

"Mommy and daddy told me to go away," the boy says. "I hasn't seen em' in a while... They left me."

The auburn-haired boy lifts up the child, standing with him. He looks around in concern before glancing at Johnny who puts the bunny down and stands by him.

"Do you need help finding them," Ponyboy asks.

"No," the boy says. "No, no. I don't wanna go back. I don't wanna."

"And why not," Johnny asks carefully, only thinking the worst for this little boy.

"Mommy and daddy don't love me," the boy says, resting his head on Johnny. "They hit me..."

Johnny's eyes glaze over a little and he shakes his head. His parents are just like his were, abusive and neglective.

"P-pony," Johnny starts. "H-he's in danger if his parents get him."

Ponyboy looks at Johnny, still holding the small boy in his arms. They couldn't just take the boy home, that's not okay.

"Zachory," someone, a woman's voice calls out. "Get back here!"

Ponyboy feels the boy tense in his arms, trying to hide. The older one of the couple steps in front of his husband and the boy.

"Zachory!"

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How was this?

greaserbabes 's and my little boy is back to take part in something. He was created in an rp that we did and I'd never forget our little boy.

We called him our son and I still do because I just love him a lot. I hope you enjoy this little boy just as much as I do