The Outsiders Imagines And Preferences

Steve Imagine

   You had been gone for almost a month now. You hadn't exactly run away, but you had left without warning. You wanted to experience a world without all the pressure of Socs and Greasers. You wanted to be free to do your own thing. However, after almost a month, you decided you liked your world of Socs and Greasers, and that you wanted to come home. And besides, you missed your boyfriend.

   It was almost 5 when you pulled up to the Curtis house. You smiled at the sight of it. You loved that house. You looked around and smiled even wider at the sight of Two-Bit's car. Two-Bit. Your best friend since grade school. Glory, how you'd missed him. You parked your car and strutted right into the Curtis home as if you'd never left, dropping onto the couch, laying across Ponyboy and Johnny.

   "Miss me, boys?" You asked with your signature wild grin. There was a stunned silence before someone spoke up.

   "Well, look who it is. Our little lost princess is found." Dally said cooly, and though you had never been the closest of friends, and at times you had almost murdered each other, he grinned in spite of himself. And suddenly, you were piled on. Pony and Johnny pulled you up and into the tightest, warmest hug of your life.

   "Glory, Y/n, we thought we'd lost you for good!" Johnny exclaimed.

   "Honestly, we thought you were dead and buried somewhere." Pony said jokingly, though you knew he probably wasn't joking. You had a rep for getting into trouble. Not harmless trouble like Two, but dangerous, violent trouble, like Dally.

   It was almost like you and Dallas were cut from the same cloth. You were both cruel and ruthless and cunning, and had a knack for getting into some deep shit. But you weren't just like Dally. You had another side. One that was funny and friendly and loving.

   "Alright kids, outta my way." Two-Bit said, shoving Pony and Johnny aside as he pulled you into a tight hug, swinging you around. You laughed loudly and buried your face in his shoulder. He promptly set you down and gave you a noogie.

   "Aw, cmon, Two, not my hair!" You complained. He laughed and shoved you back onto the couch.

   "Aw, Y/n, you should see Steve. He's a total wreck. He aint slept hardly a wink in weeks." Johnny said. Your heart raced at the thought of seeing Steve again, but you kept your cool.

   "Where is Shirtless Wonder anyway? And ol' Pepsi-Cola?" You asked. Then, as if on cue, Sodapop bounded in, Steve at his heels. They both stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of you. Though you couldn't get a good look at Steve before Soda whooped and tackled you into a hug, you could tell he wasn't lookin too hot. You laughed and wrestled with Soda for a bit, then stood up. Steve was still standing there with a look of shock on his face.

   "What's the matter, Stevie boy, didn't ya miss me?" You asked, placing your hands on you hips. His face suddenly broke into a grin.

   "Like hell." He said before wrapping you up tight in his arms. You laughed and hugged him. He held you like that for a while, as though you might disappear again if he let go. Eventually, he pulled back enough to look into your eyes before kissing you roughly. You were in front of the boys, you knew. He didn't give a shit, though. He never did. And with almost a month without him? Well, let's just say you weren't complaining.