The Outsider Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

His Reaction To Your Death (His POV) *requested*

Dallas
I hung around in the back at the funeral because I knew this wouldn't be what she would have wanted, I hung around until everyone left and it was just me and her. I take a step closer to her coffin and burst into tears, I'd been holding them back all day long. I kneel beside her lifeless body.
"Damnit," I choke out taking her pale hand in mine. "I don't think either of us expected you to loose to this." I say wiping away tears and brushing hair behind her ear. I wanted a response, I wanted this to be a sick joke, I wanted her to sit up and take me in her arms, I didn't want this for her, or for me, or for us. It wasn't fair, 20, 20 years then that was all she got, and all we got with her.
I pull a box out of my pocket and slip a ring with a diamond on the top onto her finger still holding her hand,
"I know we talked about it, I know, I was too late, but here it is, I'm sorry." I sob rubbing her hand with my thumb still wanting an answer. "I love you so much y/n, you can't leave me here with these idiots," I say tears now rushing back down my face. I lay my head against the coffin. "Damnit!" I shout hitting my fist against it.
I look back up to her and see her pale lifeless body holding a bouquet of fake orchids, she hated orchids, I pull them out of her hands throwing them behind me.
"That's now you, remember on our first proper date and I got you a fucking dozen of those things and you pretended to like them and I found it adorable knowing you were lying?" I chuckle remembering that memory. "This just isn't fair, we were gonna get married, move outta this shitty town, have kids," I return to sobbing, "this is embarrassing but I never imagined myself with anyone but you, we were suppose to grow old but I lost you to cancer, seeing you suffer this past year and it being for nothing, I don't get it." I sob, "I don't understand. Why you? Is it to punish me for bein a dick? Is this my fault? Why did you have to pay for my shitty life skills? So I could suffer?"

Two-Bit
When I found out I drank my sorrows until it got to a point where I went to bed drunk and woke up drunk when I did sleep, I became reckless with my body. Times when I'd wake up in the hospital and get out before they knew I was gone to go and drink again, the gang's been tryin to get me to stop but i can't. We were engaged, just weeks before getting married when she died, car accident got her killed, in an instant, never got to say good-bye.

I stumble down the street a bottle of whiskey in my hand half empty. I go to take a slug when I stop to puke in a bush and then keep going, no idea where I was going, but I was going.
"Perfect," I slur seeing my bottle was almost empty and noticing the Curtis house. I stumble up the steps using the railing and opening the door,

Darry was sitting at the table on the phone and Soda was gone, Pony was checking the window. Their eyes turn to me. Darry hangs up the phone, "Found him." He mumbles standing up. Pony turns his attention to me.
"What? How's it going?!" I chuckle at myself searching through their fridge.
"The entire gang is out looking for you, where the hell have you been Two?" Darry asks me as I take my last gulp of whiskey just as I found a bottle of vodka,
"What do ya mean?" I laugh struggling to open the bottle.
"Two-Bit, it's four in the morning on a Tuesday night," Darry announces reaching for the bottle, I rip it away spilling a little on the carpet.
"I know!" I laugh almost proud.
Dallas and Soda burst through the door.
"The hell man?!" Dallas shouts ripping the bottle from my hand. I go to get it back but Pony and Darry hold me back.
"You look like shit, you got puke on your shirt, no grease in, when was the last time you took a shower?"
"I can't even remember my name," I defend laughing and reaching for the bottle again but failing, he was like Sonic.
"Okay Two, that's enough to drink," Sods says putting the vodka back.
"No!" I shout going to get it but almost falling to the floor. Darry picks me up and lays me on the couch.
"Is this because of y/n?" Soda asks. At that I burst into tears.
"She's gone forever, just like that," I say trying to snap my fingers. "No more beautiful smile, or her lips, hair, or her eyes." I slur my tears making my vision blurry. Dallas sighs.
"Cmon man you know she hated you drinking, you're gonna get yourself killed, c'mon lets get you in the shower and in bed," Dallas says taking one arm and Darry the other helping me up and into the bathroom to take a shower.