HIHIHIHIII!! i was actually rlly excited to write this bc we're reading this book in english!!
in case you don't understand, this os is based off the S.E. Hinton's 'The Outsiders'!!
this plot is so entertaining so i had to make a os.
(this chapter is like if ponyboy returned immediately instead of taking a walk w johnny)
here's the key of characters!:
darry - changbin
two-bit - chan
dally - lee know
steve - hyunjin
soda - felix
johnny - seungmin
ponyboy - jeongin
random soc - jisung
i tried to do age order but two-bit just reminds me of chan too much.
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you knocked on the door to changbin's house.
at least that's what you called it.
it really was changbin, felix, and jeongin's house.
changbin was their guardian though, so it was just natural to address the house as his.
felix swung the door open.
"hey, y/n!"
he welcomed you inside with a bit of fatigue in his facial expression.
"haven't you slept yet?"
"no. i was staying up a bit to see if seungmin was gonna come over here. it's cold and i didn't want him to have to stay outside."
you nodded understandably.
"but what about you? why aren't you asleep?"
he shut the door behind you.
"i wanted to talk to jeongin. he seemed a bit distant earlier."
you leaned on the doorway.
changbin walked in.
"don't bother. he's a closed book. chan is in there trying to get something out of him."
he said, placing a blanket on the couch.
you shook your head.
"don't worry."
you walked past the two of them and knocked on the door that belonged to felix and jeongin's room.
"changbin, if it's you, go away."
you heard a muffled voice shoo.
"hey! be nice..."
chan hushed.
"come in."
he notified.
you entered the room.
jeongin's head perked up upon seeing you.
"oh, y/n, i'm so sorry."
he apologized.
you simply looked at him and smiled.
"it's alright. i get it."
you took a seat by jeongin's feet and sighed.
"is there anything on your mind?"
you had a soft and genuine look in your eyes.
you could get something out of any greaser.
whether it be seungmin or lee know, you could always get them to open up.
and every single time they felt better afterward.
"no. i'm fine."
he shut you down.
you looked at chan.
he shrugged a little.
you looked back at jeongin.
"hey, i.n, look at me."
you said in a light yet slightly demanding tone.
he took a few seconds, then lifted his head.
"i promise you that he doesn't hate you. he loves you. you're his brother. his family. you and felix are his reason to work so hard every day. he wants you two to live a life you'll never regret. please don't assume such horrible thoughts."
you looked at him with a truthful countenance.
he shook his head.
"he may have loved me before, but after mom and dad died i've only been a burden."
jeongin began to cry again.
chan wrapped his arm around his shoulder and side-hugged him.
"changbin has always loved and cared for you jeongin. all of us always have. we're greasers. we always fight for each other because we all care about each other."
you spoke one last time.
jeongin's sobs stopped.
"the soc from earlier...he told me that you all never have and never would protect me."
chan's eyes widened when jeongin said that.
"it's that one jisung, right? don't listen to him, i.n. we're always here."
chan took out his switchblade and smiled.
you laughed a little.
jeongin lifted his head once more.
his tears had dried.
he spoke no words and only brought you and chan into a hug.
"now get a good night's sleep."
chan got up from the bed, you following.
jeongin pulled the blanket over his shoulders.
"felix will be here in a few minutes."
he turned out the light and sighed as he shut the door.
"i don't know how you do it."
chan said as the two of you walked back into the kitchen where changbin was cleaning up a bit.
felix was on the couch.
"jeongin is waiting for you."
you informed him.
"i can't leave. seungmin may still come by."
felix shook his head instantly.
"me and y/n got it. you go to bed. same for you, changbin."
chan shooed the two of them away.
"goodnight y/n. goodnight chan."
the two of them tiredly replied.
you and chan took a seat on the couch and talked quietly.
"sometimes jisung confuses me. he was one of us. he was a greaser. then boom. next thing you know, he's a soc with three girls clinging to his sides."
chan stared at the ceiling as he spoke to you.
"i miss him. he never truly got to meet jeongin. he always distanced himself from him."
you replied.
"he hits the lottery and suddenly we're an embarrassment to him."
you played with a pillow.
"i know for a fact that i'd never leave you guys. you're my true family."
"ditto."
you pointed to him.
"even though hyunjin can be a pain sometimes. he would rather die than compliment jeongin."
you said, making chan laugh a bit.
"he'll come around some day. felix will get to him."
he assured.
you were mid-conversation when there was a knock on the door.
lo and behold, it was seungmin.
you hurried him inside and he walked to felix and jeongin's room.
"poor kid. he truly doesn't deserve this treatment."
you frowned.
chan agreed.
"at the drive-in the other day he was as pale as a ghost. if it weren't for those soc girls, something bad could've happened."
"you met up with soc girls?"
you sat up, confused.
"woah, woah! they were nice. marcia and cherry. when lee know, seungmin, and jeongin went to the drive-in, they didn't try to harm any of them! well, besides lee know..."
he trailed off.
"excuse me?"
"i'm joking! i'm joking!"
he teased.
you shoved his shoulder.
"but they really did save us. we could've potentially been jumped. luckily cherry hated fighting. dunno about marcia though. that girl intrigues me."
chan went back to lying down on the couch.
"you like a soc girl?"
"calm down, calm down. no. i'm sure i'd ruin her reputation to much."
he said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
"they're all the same—"
"i really thought she was different."
he replied in a dash.
you were a bit startled.
the two of you sat in silence for maybe two minutes.
"don't matter. she wasn't right anyway."
chan broke the silence.
"how do you know when someone's 'right'?"
you asked, genuinely curious.
he thought for a bit.
"well, i'd say you always wanna be around them, but when you are around them, you're a nervous wreck. you start doing stupid stuff and saying stupid things to ease the tension, but you end up feeling a bit more flustered."
"have you felt those feelings before?"
you were shocked by how detailed his response was.
"i feel them right now."
his gaze locked on yours.
"i'm sorry, did i hear that right?"
"i'm sure you did."
chan cocked an eyebrow playfully.
you looked away, breaking the previously mentioned tension.
chan sighed and didn't push anything.
he simply fell backward back on the couch and resumed staring at the ceiling.
"do you know how long i've had feelings for you?"
you blurted.
chan seemed to pause his rhythmic breathing for a second.
"can't say i do."
his gaze was locked on the ceiling.
"does a year cut it?"
you asked.
chan paused again.
he sat up slowly and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.
his chin rested on your shoulder.
"i guess that's alright. it doesn't beat two years, though."
he whispered softly, not wanting to make you flinch from a loud voice.
you elbowed him the in the ribs teasingly.
chan didn't budge and only remained holding you.
your eyes slowly started closing by themselves and chan could sense you drifting off.
he removed his arms from around you and placed you in a lying-down position.
he grabbed the blanket that changbin previously had used and placed down on top of you.
he then turned the light off and made himself comfortable on the floor.
"are you sure you're not gonna be cold?"
you mumbled tiredly.
"i'll be fine. don't worry about me."
he said in a sleepy voice.
you simply hummed and dozed off.
"goodnight, y/n."