Outsiders imagines

Two-Bit *requested*

This was requested by Pandalover9401. I hope you like it.

It's two o'clock in the morning and I'm laying in bed wide awake. I can't help but worry about Two-Bit when he goes out to these late night party's. He always drinks way too much and I'm afraid that he's gonna get hurt one day. I keep glancing at the clock and then out the window, checking for Two-Bit. Finally after laying in bed for another 27 minutes, yes I counted, I heard Two-Bit stumbling through the front door. Immediately I threw off the blankets and ran down the stairs. I had to stifle a laugh as I saw him with one of his shoes on his hand and some paint on his face.

"You look like you've had an interesting night." I told him with a smirk, causing him to turn quickly and look at me. A smile grew on his face as he stumbled over to wear I stood on the stairs.

"Oh, darlin'." He slurred, wrapping his arms around me. "You didn't have to stay up for little old me!"

"Let's get you into bed." I told him while untangling myself from his body. I took his hands and started to lead him up the stairs. He was rambling on about something that had happened at the 'wild' party that he attended when I pushed him onto the bed. As I went to take his shoe off he remembered something exiting and ended up kicking me in the face. "What the hell, Two?!" I yelled as I clutched onto the side of my face.

"Well you shouldn't of been standing there babe." He slurred as he tried to sit up and get out of bed.

"Lay down!" I told him with a stern tone, pushing him back into the bed. I then went to the bathroom to inspect the damage done to my face.

"Are you mad at me?" He yelled from the bedroom.

"I'm fine." I mumbled as I climbed into bed next to him, laying as far away as possible.

The next morning I woke up and Two-Bit had an arm around my waist and his face buried in my hair. I carefully removed his arm and went to take a shower. I looked in the mirror and remembered the events from last night, instantly becoming annoyed. After my shower and went into the living room to watch TV. Typically I would get Two-Bit an aspirin and bottle of water but I was still mad at him. After about thirty minutes he came downstairs with his eyes squinted and a hand on his head.

"Can you turn that down, darlin?" He asked as he sat beside me. I ignored him and continued to stare at the TV. Finally he looked at me, seeing the bruise that has appeared on my cheek, his eyes widened. "What happened?!" He yelled.

"I dunno. Ask your foot." I snapped.

"I did this to you?" He asked, his eyes getting watery. I didn't say anything but nodded. "I'm so sorry." Tears fell on his cheek as he wrapped his arms around me. "Please forgive me."

"I just don't want this to happen again. Even if it was an accident." I whispered in his ear.

"I'll do anything! I'll stop drinking!" He said with sincerity in his voice.

"You don't have to do that." I told him softly, removing the hair from his eyes. "Just be more careful."

"I'm so sorry." He whispered again, bringing my lips to his.

"It's okay." I told him, returning the kiss. At least I know that everything is going to be okay.