the outsiders (rare)

You hum as you wash your hair, scrubbing your head.
You aren’t exactly sure what you’re humming to… But it’s something.

“Hey, (Y/N), have you seen my-” “THUD!” You rip open the chuveiro curtain to see your boyfriend had tripped over the doorway.

“Oh my god, Two-Bit, are you ok?!?” You gasp.

He looks up at you. “Oh my god you’re in the shower!” He yells.

You yank the curtain back, covering yourself up.

“Two-Bit, are you ok honey?”you ask.

“After seeing that I’m not.” He says. “Damn, your beautiful.” He says, blushing.

“What a pig.” You laugh.

“Hey, Darry, please stop picking on him. He’s obviously stressed out.” You plead with you boyfriend. He and Ponyboy were fighting about grades and school and such.

“(Y/N), please stay out of this.” Darry says, eyes still locked on his younger brother.

“She has a point.” Ponyboy snorts.

“Don’t use that tone with me, young man.” Darry says, voice raised.

“Who went and made you dad?” Ponyboy asked, shrugging his shoulders.

“You take that back.” Darry says, lunging for Ponyboy.

They start beating up on each other, nothing serious. Brothers will be brothers.

“Hey! Knock it off!” You say, trying to separate them on the ground.

Smack!

You fall back, the hit getting you hard.

The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.

“Ow!” You say. “That was my boob!”

They burst out laughing.

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“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” You say as you remove the ice pack.

“It’s just bump.” He grins.

“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s mais like an egg.” You say.

“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”

“Steve, you need to get out of there.” You say matter-of-factly.

“I got nowhere to go.”

“You can stay with the Curtises. Or me. I just don’t like seeing you hurt.” You whisper.

“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.

“Slow down!” You say as Dally speeds through stop sign after stop sign.

“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.

“You’re gonna get pulled over,” you say, rolling your eyes.

“Do you think I’d care?” He laughed.

“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled you just said that to me and ran that red light.” You laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with you again.”
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Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted you awake. You sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.

You had been afraid of thunderstorms since you were little… something about it just frightened you to no end.

The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed you down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.

Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.

“Dally.” you shake your boyfriend awake.

“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around you pulling you close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking you back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.

“I just don’t like them.” You mumble into his bare chest.

“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”

But you were already asleep again.

You put your head in your hands and breathe deeply. How where you going to tell him? You had gotten the phone call today.

You were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.

You hear the front door open. Darry was início now. You take another deep breath, and sit at the cozinha table.

Just breathe.

He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.

You swallow. “I got a call.” Is all you manage to say.

“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.

“Soda’s dead.” You blurt out.

The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.

He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.