Two-Bit POV

Hey guys, sorry for skipping Soda, I just kinda wanted to do Two-Bit's point of view so you know what's going on at the house while Steve and Ponyboy are gone for Sodapop. I wasn't gonna do Darry because his was pretty recent. So… enjoy!

~Stay Gold

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Darry explained to me that Soda had gone out to get some stuff for me, but I was still pretty too out of it to fully understand what he was talking about honestly. I didn't even hear when Darry had started the bath water. I sat leaned against the back of the toilet, the cool and cold porcelain felt really nice against my burning hot back. That was when I looked down and saw that I wasn't wearing my jeans, but somebody elses *cough DARRY'S cough* pajamas.

"Hey Dar… wait, nevermind." I decided I didn't want to know how these got on me. Darry looked at me, shrugged his shoulders and continued to adjust the bath water. After a few minutes or so, someone started knocking on the door, then a little harder.

"What?!" Darry yelling was a bag thing for my headache. I tried to bite back the groan that was going to escape my lips, but I couldn't. Darry patted my shoulder. "Sorry little buddy, forgot you had a headache…"

"Come here!" It was Steve! Why wouldn't he just shut the hell up?! I heard Darry walk towards the door, but he stopped and said something.

"I'll be right back Two-Bit alright? If you're gonna get sick again, try and aim for for the toilet okay?" I nodded again and Darry left the bathroom. I heard muffled talking and it sounded like they were talking about Soda… eh, how would I know?

I stared at the bath and saw that it was full. I looked back at the door and noticed that Darry wouldn't be coming back in anytime soon, so I started to undress myself. I was just about to take off my socks to begin with when there was a knock at the door.

"Two? Hey Two-Bit?" It was Darry again. I restrained myself from opening the door because I wanted a little privacy.

"What…?" I moaned. Darry sighed but didn't come in.

"If ya want you can go ahead and get in the bath. Soda will be back in a minute or so with some medicine for you and Pony and Steve are gone. If you need me, I'm in the living room. Be careful alright?" Careful about what? I didn't bother asking.

"Okay, thanks Darry." I heard Darry laugh a little, then I could tell he was walking back out to the living room.

I took off left sock, then my right sock and then my pants. I set the pants on the counter so they wouldn't get wet because I was going to wear them again. There was just one thing I wasn't so sure about… should I ask Darry for a pair of his underwear? Or should I just keep these ones on?

"Hey Darry?" I called through the bathroom door?

"Something wrong Two-Bit?"

"Do you think… I could borrow a pair of your boxers or like…" Darry laughed and I could hear him getting out from the chair in the living room. I minute or so passed before Darry knocked on the door.

"Here Keith, they're clean. Don't worry." I hurriedly put my pants back on overtop of my boxers and opened the door.

"Thanks Dar…" I took the underwear from his hands and stood there in front of Darry, frozen for a moment or two while looking straight at Darry's chest. Darry felt my forehead for like the ninth time that day.

"Two-Bit? Something wrong?" Something was wrong… I was gonna be sick again.

I knew that if I fumbled with the toilet lid, I would just be sick all over the top of the toilet. I pushed Darry out of the way and flung myself out the front door. I leaned over the railing of the porch and was promptly sick. I did eat a big breakfast thanks to my mom, so that was the only thing in my sight. I heard the front door being thrown open.

"Two-Bit! Why do you have to do that out here?! You could've just done it in the house! Well… I guess this way it's easier to… well… never mind. Just let it all out." Darry was rubbing my back as I continued to be sick for what felt like ages. And I indeed did let it all out until Darry and I heard the fence gate open and close. I looked up and saw Pony, Steve and Soda! The medicine! I stood up and the three boys seemed hesitant to come onto the porch or not.

"Don't worry… come on. But, I'm not sure if what I got is contagious or not…" I just then realized how hoarse and weak my voice sounded. It also had a mixture of congestion in it. I sniffed, then sneezed. I felt Darry put a hand on my back.

"Come on kid. Let's go. You still need to take your bath." The way Darry was talking to me made me feel like I was nine years old. I complied with Darry and went to take a bath. On my way to the bathroom, Steve spoke up.

"Um, Two-Bit?" I turned around and rubbed my nose.

"What?" He snickered.

"Why do you have a pair of underwear?" I looked down and realized I still had Darry's boxers in my hands. I improvised and put them on over my pants.

"So I can be Superman. Pffft… never really noticed how stupid you were Steve," I shoved a finger in the air and ran off to the bathroom. I wasn't looking at where I was going and ran face first into the door which caused me to fall on my butt. "Ahhh fuck!" I yelled as I held my nose. Darry and everyone came to where I was and they were laughing.

"Yeah… some Superman. Look! He's even got the red like Superman!" And with that, Soda pointed towards my nose. I wiped underneath my nose and saw what red Soda was talking about. My nose was bleeding.