The light pitter patter of rain on the roof of the Curtis house was all that could be heard, but that was what the lone occupant of the living room liked. When the rest of the gang except for Pony and maybe Johnny, was there, there was always a ruckus of some kind going on. When the oldest Curtis was all alone, he didn't need the loud distraction that was the TV, didn't need music or anything, just his paper.
Hearing the front gate squeak, he almost cringed at the thought of his calm bubble being punctured. When Johnny walked in, looking slightly like a drowned puppy, that thought was pushed right out of his head. Getting up, he went and got him a towel.
"Johnny, what were you doing out in this weather?" Darry said, coming back and handing said towel to the young greaser.
Johnny took it, not really looking up.
"Johnnycakes?" Darry said softly, lifting the young mans chin with two fingers making him look at him.
When Johnny's face was tilted up, Darry gasped, there was one hell of a shiner appearing under his left eye.
"Who did this?" Darry asked, hoping not to hear what he did.
"Dad," Was the mumbled answer.
Darry pulled the younger male against him, tucking his head under his chin. Johnny trembled a little and held onto Darry's sides.
"I'm sorry Johnny," Darry whispered, rubbing the younger males back.
Johnny just kind of shrugged and backed up.
"Thanks, I needed that," He half smiled at Darry.
Darry smiled back. "Are you hungry or anything?"
"A little," Johnny said, drying his hair some more.
"Anything sound good?"
"Do you have any of that meatloaf from last night?" He asked, shrugging out of his jacket.
"Yea, we do,"
"Can I have a sandwich then?"
"Sure Johnnycakes," And Darry went about making Johnny and himself one.
"Anything on it?" Darry yelled from the kitchen.
"Ketchup," He yelled back.
Darry came out a moment later with a couple of Pepsi's and the two sandwiches on a plate.
Sitting on the couch next to Johnny, they got to eating. Once they were done Darry leaned back against the back of the couch with his hands behind his head.
"Darry?" Johnny said softly.
"Yea?"
"Thank you,"
"No problem," He smiled at Johnny.
"You know, I've never really had a real father figure before,"
"What about me?" Darry asked, sitting up.
"I could never think of you like that," Johnny said, looking at his hands.
"Why not?" Darry asked, looking at the young teen.
"Close your eyes?" Asked simply.
"What?"
"Close your eyes and I'll tell you," And Darry closed his eyes.
He heard Johnny let out a shaky breath and felt him move closer. In the next breath he felt a pair of lips against his own making his eyes pop open. Johnny's face had taken on a slightly darker tone as he backed up slowly.
"That's why," He said, in a hushed tone.
Darry was speechless, making the other male nervous about what he just did.
"Darry, say something please?" He asked in a sad tone, a tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
Darry shifted forward and gently grabbed Johnny's face in his big hands.
"Don't cry, Johnny it was just a bit of a shock," He caught one of the runaway tears with his thumb.
Pulling Johnny's face closer, he pressed his lips to his softly making Johnny gasp lightly. Darry's tongue probed against Johnny's closed lips coaxing them apart, to let him into Johnny's mouth making the smaller male moan a little. Johnny's tongue played back a little with Darry's as he put his hands on Darry's chest.
The loud clanking of the gate closing make the two jump apart seconds before Soda and Steve ran in.
"Damn its raining cats and dogs out there," Soda said as he shook his hair out like a dog.
"Ok, you mutt acting thing, here's a towel," Darry said tossing the towel he had given Johnny to Soda.
"Aww thanks, I didn't know you cared,"
"My floor would get soaked if you didn't dry that mop of a head of hair of yours," Darry said, walking into the kitchen, taking the plate and pop bottles.
"You are so mean," He grumbled handing the towel to Steve.
"I am, get over it," Darry said, walking back into the living room and sitting by Johnny and tossing his arm on the back of the couch.
"So what did you do fun today, oh that's right you don't know how to have fun," Soda quipped at him and smiled.
"More fun than you had today that's for sure," Darry winked at Johnny when Steve and Soda went into the kitchen.
The blush that spread like wild fire over Johnny's cheeks made Darry chuckle and kiss the younger teen quickly.
"And next time were alone, more fun can be had," He whispered in Johnny's ear, making the teen blush even more.
"You are trying to kill me,"
"Where would be the fun in that?"
~*~*~*~*~*~Authors note~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A roll I am on. This is story number 7 and I have also colored 6 bases and I haven't just been spending all day on the comp either.
I hope you all are loving all these updates, I know I'm having fun writing them.
NOW this one came from a few different places.
First: spicygurl made a mention to them and then I was asked by MadisonIsABeliever for them and here it is.
IMPORTANT! This is going to be in the completed folder, BUT IT WILL HAVE MORE CHAPTERS.
Because I don't see them just jumping right into the sac with each other, Johnny's too shy and Darry wouldn't do that, he's old fashioned (in my mind, and since you guys like my stories so much that means you gotta like my mind too) so there will be more, just maybe not tonight, I think I'm off to work on another couple…. Or bases, I'm not sure.
And for all that read "Pepsi?" I did get my own Pepsi, so I'm happy :D
That is all.
I don't own the outsiders, I am hungry for meatloaf now though lol