“Do Du like plants?”
“Ummm… Sure?” Du answer your boyfriend Two-Bit.
“That’s not a good answer.”
“Ok I don’t like plants?”
“Wrong answer.”
“I like plants?”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“Because I got Du one.” He looks up towards the ceiling.
“Oh…” Du say, it finally clicking. “I like this plant.”
“Good.” He grins as he kisses you.
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Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought Du had a beautiful laugh, and that Du were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect Du more, and Liebe Du better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to KISS you.
Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought Du had a beautiful laugh, and that Du were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect Du more, and Liebe Du better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to KISS you.
Du groan and turn over. Du had the flu. Du were really sore,tired, and cold. Du thought nothing could make Du feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), Du hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
Du shake your head. “I’m just cold.” Du sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on oben, nach oben of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”