Dar-Bit fanfic: The Ousiders

Chaper 1: Wait.. WHAT?!

3rd person POV

It was late one night, around 11pm and Darrel Curtis was awake in the dining room doing his bills. Figuring out his money selection and what needs to be payed urgently. Stress flowing through every aspect of his body and all he wanted to do was go to bed, like his brothers who were flat out 2 hours ago. Throughout the day, work had stressed Darry out, pulling a muscle during the day because despite his younger brothers warning, he carries 2 bundles of roofing because he wanted to get it done quicker. After he'd done that, his boss barked at him constantly, always having something new for the 20 year old to do. By the time he had gotten home, the gang were there, Soda and Steve were bein' loud, while arm wrestling at the table. Ponyboy and Johnny were sat on the couch being as quiet as usual but the 14 year old constantly whined to his brother about food. Dallas was sat quietly, holding the side of his torso, he had clearly been in a fight.

Now he was here, havin' made food for everyone, made his brothers go to bed and the gang had left not long after having food. The only person he hadn't seen that day was Two-bit. Everyone said he was out getting drunk so the brunette just assumed he'd be round later to crash on his couch.

Just like he assumed, the redhead busted through the door, stumbling drunkly. The older male shushed him as he didn't want his brothers to wake. In response, the redhead stumbled over to him, examining the papers that were sprawled out over the dining room table.
"What'cha doin'?" The redhead slurred. Drawing out the "o"
"Bills"
"You look stressed"
"I'll be fine, Keith. Go get some rest" The brunette tried to remove himself of the new distraction that had walked through. Although Two-bit was distracting in a way that he was loud and always wanted all attention on him, he also distracted the brunette in another way. The redhead had always managed to be attractive to the brunette. His personality had drawn the older greaser in while in high school. The confidence that the football player had never been able to muster that the younger greaser was able to show effortlessly.

Due to the redhead having no filter, his peers had always assumed he had some sort of attraction to males by the way he spoke about them. To counter this, the drunken boy had picked up broads every time he went out. Despite the fact he never wanted to, given his attraction to the brunette that he had always tried to impress.

Ignoring his instructions, the younger greaser stumbled behind Darry and began to give him a massage. An immediate sigh of relief came from the older male, although he wanted to ask Two to stop so he could focus on the task at hand, he also wanted to relax.
"Relax Dar. You need a break" Two-bit spoke gently.
"Hmm... fine" Darrel leaned back in his chair.

10 minutes of the redhead's massaging later, the brunette had pulled him into the kitchen to sober him up. Handing the younger a glass of water, he examined his features, a tingling feeling drawing across his face. Two-bit noticed the brunettes stares and a sly smirk spread across his face
"Like what ya see?"
"Huh? Ah uhm... I don't know what you're on about" the older male blushed more
"Hmm sure ya don't" the younger male moved closer to the other until they were basically pressed up against each other. "You appear to be blushing, Dar"
"What.. no" Darry looked away. A gentle hand on his chin that turned the brunettes head back to its previous position.
"Stop..." Darrel whispered
"Why?" Two-bit questioned
"You're messing with me. You're drunk" the brunette pulled away
"Wait... WHAT?! I ain't messin' with ya, Dar. I really like you"
"If you repeat those words to me sober, I'll believe you. I just don't wanna get carried away if you don't even remember in the mornin'."
A sigh came from the redhead
"alright Dar."

A gentle hand was placed on the brunettes shoulder and before the older male had a chance to react, the redhead had pulled him into a kiss. Wide-eyed, Darry was unsure of what to do 'cause he wanted to kiss back but didn't know if he should. Taking his opportunity, he kissed back, feeling butterflies in the pit of his stomach.

The younger male then pulled away and grinned.
"I'll head to the couch now" Two-bit spoke
"You can sleep in my bed if you'd like. After I finish the bills"
"Oh. Yeah! Thanks Dar"

Darrel sat down to continue his task and Two-bit sat next to him, watching him work. The younger greaser was finding the older doing work rather attractive, the seriousness on his face, his cold, blue eyes hidden behind furrowed eyebrows. The way his muscles looked whenever they moved to write something down. A tinging sensation swept over the redheads body as he felt his face heat up from the blood rushing to his cheeks, a subtle grin sped across his face. This caught the brunettes attention, the brown-haired greaser turned his gaze to the male sat next to him, smiling at the grin on his face.
"What?" Darry chuckled
"You're just sexy" Two's grin grew as a shade of red fogged over the olders face.
"Hmmm, ok Keith. That's the alcohol speakin'. You're distractin' me with that grin of yours" Dar chuckled,
"I can't feel no alcohol no more. Also, I'm distracin'?"
"Don't take it in the wrong way, Keith"
"What's the wrong way, Dar?" Two-bits grin became sly
"I- well..."
"What way did you mean it?"
"Enough flirtin', Kei"
"Kei? That's a new one! I like it." The younger male blushed, causing the older to chuckle
"I ain't ever callin' you by that name again now"
"What?! No that ain't fair!" The two males laughed.

After another hour of distracing the brunette. The bills were finally done. As soon as everything was put away, the older male escaped to his room, the younger following after. Shirt removed followed by shoes, the brunette jumped into bed. The redhead repeated his actions, taking off his shirt and shoes and crawling into bed, grinning at the brunette before flopping down on top of him.
"D'ya have to sleep there?" Darrel grinned
"Yes, yes I do" Two replied, causing Darry to chuckle.

The two cuddled up to each other, the brunette wrapping his arms around the redheads torso and the younger male resting his head on Darry's collarbone. Drifting off to sleep rather fast, forgetting about the long day they'd both had and focusing on each other. Especially, Two-bit's drunken confession of his feelings toward the brunette.