Darrel Curtis was a hard working man. at twenty years old he had custody of his two little brothers, Sodapop who is 16 and Ponyboy who is 14, after their parents died. he works a nine to five almost every day of the week. he is a roofer and the Tulsa heat is always beating down on his back out there. but he’s not one to complain. he is a straight forward man, bills need to be paid and food needs to be on the table.

you met him when he was fixing your roof one day and things just sparked from there. you guys are now dating and in a very healthy relationship. his brothers adore you and so do his gang, Dallas, Two-Bit, Johnny, and Steve. he is like the dad of the group.

it was the holiday season and you work at the local Dingo restaurant and Darry has recently been offered jobs in other places, far places. since the weather had been getting bad with the hail and wind Darry had to go out far to repair a roof. it was a cold Christmas Eve and you just wanted you’re man home. and on top of it all the weather was bad too so you were so worried about him. you sat on the couch by the Christmas tree as the rest of the family sat around drinking hot coco and watching movies.

just when you thought Darry would have to be home tomorrow the front door opened. he quickly stepped in and pushed the door closed behind him. snow was on his shoulders and beanie as he walked in. he kicked off his boots and looked over at you

“you didn’t think i really wouldn’t be here for Christmas, now did you?” he smiled over at you and the guys