#i shouldn't wrote and posted this at 5 am after staying awake all night but fuck it

[unlikelymilkshakedream]

A/n: okay so, I am in my feels HEAVY rn so while its a million degrees in my house rn I'm going to finish this fic I wrote over 8 months ago, ik I'm a psycho im really sorry. Also prob gonna be a third and final part as originally planned so lemme know what you think!

You heard movement from behind you as you stared into ponys green eyes. Looking back, your met with icicles for blue eyes as darry is awake now. Hidden beneath the surface, his face shows confusion, pain and overall, sorrow.

Due to the breathing tube down darrys throat, all he can do is let out an incoherent groan as he moves. Sodapop understands the tension in the room, calling for a doctor to let darry speak. Upon the nurses entrance, you are moved away from darrys side, who somehow, whitout your knowledge, latched his hand onto yours.

Moving away from the bed requires the connection to be lost, and as you turn back to soda, your tears crash over your waterline, causing a group hug to begin between you, soda and ponyboy. You feel tears on your shoulder and know that your not the only one who's eyes are wet.

Once the doctor has returned from darrys room, soda bombards him with questions.

"Is he okay doc? What happened to him? Can we see him?" The entire conversation is a blur in your ears, until one phrase catches your attention.

"Darryl is awake, and you may see him if you wish." Both brothers look to you.

"Go, you should see him first." They both nod and make a b line for his room. You take in a deep breathe, trying to get your thoughts of the past hour in order.

You were in Tims bed, then soda called you. You left tim and drove to the hospital- or, did you run? You got into the hospital and talked to soda and pony, who took you to darrys room. When you got into darrys room, they said he was in a coma. Then, oh.

Then you said you loved the man you had spent the last eight months trying to forget with alcohol and sex. Then even worse, he woke up.

Looking at a clock in the waiting room, you saw the time read 4:46am. You were with Tim last night, then you left without him knowing. You had to tell him what happened, or do you? Are you still with Tim, or are you back with darry? Did darry even hear you? Does darry still feel the same way? Did he ever at all?

"Y/n? Y/n? Hello, y/n," a hand placed on to top of yours brings you back into reality.

"What, sorry, whats happening?" It was ponyboy, coming from darrys room, to check on you.

"Darry asked if you were here and if you wanted to see him." Ok, breathe, it'll be okay, you told yourself.

Taking your bottom lip between your teeth, you respond, "okay, wheres soda?" Pony can sense your hesitation.

"He's in the room, you don't have to see him if you don't want to, it'll be fine either way." You smile at him, what a sweetheart.

"No, i- i do want to, see him." You say hesitantly. Standing up and looking at darrys room, your nerves nearly get the best of you, not until pony stands and walks you to the room.

"Hey, darry?" You hear his voice for the first time in months and silently curse yourself for everything. Oh god, this is it, you think.

Stepping into the door way, your eyes connect with soda, who has frozen in his place from helping darry sit up. He sees your worry and looks to darry, who has got his eyes solely on you. You mentally curse yourself, you shouldn't be this scared to look at someone.

Finally, after burning a hole in sodas cheek with your eyes, you look at darry, the tension in the room is thick. The look he's giving you is enough to almost bring tears to your eyes.

Thankfully, soda realizes the tension and clears his throat, urging pony to follow him back into the waiting room. As pony and soda pass the rooms threshold, you look to your feet, feeling so much anxiety about being alone with darry, you might have a heart attack.

"Y/n" he says after what felt like hours. His voice causes you to look into his piercing blue eyes, which instantly bring tears to your own.

"Darry, i-" you get cut off as tears fall over your cheeks. He then sits up further with a groan, to which you rush to his side in aid. Once your there helping him, you two realize how close you are, closer than you've been in a year. Somehow, you just can't look away from his eyes yet.

In an instant, your lips are upon one anothers, mixed with hot, salty tears and you silently fix many issues since the last interaction you had. Pulling away to breathe, you rest your forehead against his and close yours eyes.

"When soda called me, I thought I had lost you for good." You open your eyes to see darrys.

"You will never lose me, y/n, please don't leave me." You laughed to yourself, you had just asked the same from him.

As you sat there holding him, your phone went off, picking it up to see the time read 5:14am, with new text message. You pulled your arms away from darry and opened the message, subconsciously dragging your bottom lip between your rows of teeth.

Opening the message, you see a text from Tim reading, "where did you go, the bed is cold without you" oh. shit.

"Y/n? Whats wrong?" You look up from your phone seeing darry, worriedly looking at you.

"Uh, nothing, I just, I forgot about something I have today, but its early, it can wait. So, what happened to you?" You smile to yourself as darry pulls you against him, silently asking you to stay, which you know eventually, you'll have to decline.

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