*It was a first time in a long time that Darry actually had a day off. Not only off work, but the boys weren’t home. Ponyboy was at school, and would be going to the drive-in later with Johnny, and Sodapop would be at work most of the day. Right now, it was just you and him.. and y’all were supposed to be washing dishes and such.

But of course, nothing goes as planned. Your head gently laid against Darry’s chest, one hand on his shoulder while the other was wrapped in his, slowly swaying side to side. His other hand guided you, gently resting on your waist. He hummed along slowly to the song on his beat up radio, an Elvis hit — Can’t Help Falling In Love.*

He finally looked 20.. he looked like a fool in love, a fool in love with a pretty, sweet, gentle Soc. Those don’t come around often