~X-mas~

It’s Christmas time as you and all the greasers open presents. You sit on the floor on a soft blanket as you look at the presents you’ve already opened in front of you.

As you do you hear the boys loudly talking, the lights of the tree flicking softly by your head, the different textures of the presents, and the smell of dinner being cooked by Soda.

Darrel notices from the couch how your breathing gets a bit heavy and how your hands feel out the blanket. Your overwhelmed…