Darry X Reader: Different

1. Meet Up

"Hi Sodapop!"

"Steve! Hey!"

I walked with my two girl friends and waved at the Curtis gang.

My eyes looked for Darry but I knew he wouldn't be back from work yet.

He's always working so hard, he deserves rest.

"Hi YN!" Pony smiled and we did our little handshake.

"Aye!" We both grinned as we finished.

"No Darry again?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"Nah, he's still working like an old man."

"Alright. Did you already finish your homework?"

"Aww, come on, lay off. I got the whole weekend!"

"Think about it. If you finish it all today, you'll have the weekend to fool around."

"I guess..."

"Come on. I'll start on dinner and if you need help, I'll pause and come over."

"Can't I help you cook and work on homework after we've eaten?"

I shrugged.

"Hey, YN! You're cooking?" Soda walked over and we side hugged.

"Yeah. Thought I'd help Darry out a bit."

"You don't gotta do that."

"But I wanna." I winked and Pony led me to the kitchen.

"So what are we making?"

"What chu got?" We looked through the fridge.

"Hmm..." We hummed.

"How bout roasted chicken and potatoes? And we can make mixed vegetables and salad as well."

"Sounds delicious!" Pony looked at me excitedly.

We began preparing everything and talked about this and that.

Despite not being Soc or Greaser, I get along pretty well with this gang.

I met Darry a while ago. He was a senior and I was a junior.

How did we meet?

He helped me out when I was about to get jumped.

Then he walked me home and we got to know each other pretty well.

And then my parents paid him to tutor me in math.

I met his family and we hung out with everyone together or just us two alone.

Everyone would ask if we were dating and Darry would laugh it off.

If be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on him for about three years now.

But he's way too busy and I don't wanna ruin our friendship.

Besides, his brothers and gang love me.

I often come over to help out around the house.

"Alright, here. Let me put these chickens in the oven. Don't get close, you might get burnt."

"I'm not a kid, YN!" Pony frowned and I smiled.

"You were 12 when we met, huh?"

He blinked as we washed our hands.

"Yeah? Why?"

"Just remembering old times." I grinned and I checked on the vegetables on the stove.

I could hear my friends laughing and messing around.

"How are you doing, Ponpon?"

He grinned at the old nickname.

"Pretty good. My grades are back to normal, thanks to you." He went on to tell me about everything and anything until we heard the front door open and slam.

"Hey Darry!" Everyone welcomed him and I felt my heart flutter.

"Your face is red." Pony smirked and I glared playfully.

"Well, it's hot as hell."

"Is that what you think of my brother?" He grinned and my eyes widened.

"Ponyboy Michael Curtis!" I gasped.

He just laughed.

"Oh, hello, YN." Darry waved.

"Hey Darry, how was work?" I smiled.

He grunted and walked away.

"That bad, huh?"