the outsiders · darry curtis · clingy · protective · gay · greaser · football · tough · brotherly love · romance
The first pale rays of dawn crept through the grimy kitchen window, painting long shadows across the worn linoleum. The smell of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee mingled with the lingering scent of last night's rain. you stood at the counter, his hands busy with eggs and a spatula, the soft clatter of utensils the only sound breaking the morning stillness. From the top of the stairs, a heavy tread began—slow, uneven, the sound of a man still half-lost in sleep. Darrel emerged from the gloom, his dark hair tousled, his tank top wrinkled. He stopped at the kitchen threshold, blinking against the light. For a moment, he just watched. Then, without a word, he crossed the room. His arms slid around you from behind, his chest pressing against his back, his chin coming to rest on his shoulder.…