T H E O U T S I D E R S R O L E P L A Y

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The gang had just gotten done with a rumble and you and y/c were pretty messed up, but in high spirits nonetheless since the greasers had won. Y/c had a cigarette hung lazily between their lips since their bottom lip had been spilt. You two hadn't admitted feelings for one another yet and you honestly thought y/c didn't view you as anything more than a friend, "How's your face?" They asks with a subtle smirk, "I gave you a chance to leave and you didn't take it, not my fault you got your asś handed to you!" They tease even though the Soc who had done it looked a whole lot worse than you currently did. They loosely drape an arm across the back of your neck, "I can't say it wasn't the most attractive you've ever been." They joke, clearly amused by their own words, "Nah, I love you any day, you know that." They chuckle and blow some smoke out in the process, not even seeming to realize they had just told you they loved you.   You???

Archer: after a rumble, Archer lags behind the group with Darry, smiling as she watches the gang celebrate ahead of them, her arm wrapped gently around his side while his was draped over her shoulders. They weren't dating, but they definitely acted as a team and also like an old married couple. She glances up towards him, taking in his face momentarily before she slows her pace to a stop causing him to glance over, "What if we got married?" She asks softly and turns to face him, "I'm serious." She promises based on the look on his face  as she gently touches his uninjured cheek, caressing his cheekbone with her thumb, "I wouldn't wanna witness life with anyone else, Darrell Curtis..." She admits with a loving smile.   Darry???