“Do wewe like plants?”
“Ummm… Sure?” wewe answer your boyfriend Two-Bit.
“That’s not a good answer.”
“Ok I don’t like plants?”
“Wrong answer.”
“I like plants?”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“Because I got wewe one.” He looks up towards the ceiling.
“Oh…” wewe say, it finally clicking. “I like this plant.”
“Good.” He grins as he kisses you.
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Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought wewe had a beautiful laugh, and that wewe were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect wewe more, and upendo wewe better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought wewe had a beautiful laugh, and that wewe were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect wewe more, and upendo wewe better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
wewe groan and turn over. wewe had the flu. wewe were really sore,tired, and cold. wewe thought nothing could make wewe feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), wewe hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
wewe shake your head. “I’m just cold.” wewe sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on juu of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”