The Curtis Brothers (platonic) ✨
Modern Day Time (2018)
Word Count; 536
Short and sweet buy hopefully it works

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Ponyboy slowly wakes up, shifting in his bed slightly. He wiggles out of Soda's grip, rubbing his eyes gently. The boy gets out of bed and yawns, stretching his limbs and walking into the kitchen. It was a weekend and he loved to lay back on a weekend.

"Morning, little colt," Darry says, looking at him before reaching a hand out and ruffling his hair. "How'd you sleep?" The younger brother shrugs slightly and leans on Darry's shoulders, closing his eyes. "Still sleepy."

"Sorry about that little man," Darry starts. "Another nightmare or rid you forget to take your medicine?" Ponyboy sighs and nods his head a little. "Medicine."

Ponyboy was prescribed medication to help him sleep at night around a month after Johnny and Dally passed away. The kid wouldn't sleep and even if he did, it was waking up screaming from nightmares. It was a little scary but it's slowly gotten better. Now a year later where Playboy's 15, the nightmares aren't as frequent but he still needs the medication.

"I know you don't mean to forget but try and remember," Darry says. "Set an alarm on that phone of yours for around 9:00 PM and take it when it goes off. You won't forget it that way." Ponyboy hums and stands up straight again, running his fingers through his messy hair. "Okay."

Over the past year, Ponyboy and Darry have gotten closer. They realized that fighting was doing them no good and it quieted down for them. Darry stopped being so hard on him and Ponyboy made sure to remember things or get them ready before he needed them. It was a nice process.

"I took work off today so I could stay home with you and Soda," Darry says. " Ponyboy perks up a little. "You're gonna stay home with us?"

"Uh huh. Now go get Soda up. He's gotta get up and eat since breakfast is finished."

Ponyboy nods his head quickly and goes back to his bedroom he shares with Soda and shakes his brother lightly. The older of the two whines and slowly opens his eyes.

"Get up," Ponyboy says. "Breakfast."

Soda gets up at the mention of breakfast, ruffling Ponyboy's hair. Ponyboy squeals loudly and whines, trying to fix his hair. He swats Soda playfully and walks back into the kitchen, sitting at the table. Darry walks over and sits plates down at the table.

"Did you get him," Darry asks, taking a seat by his little brother. Ponyboy nods, starting to dig into his own food. A few minutes later, Soda walks into the kitchen and sits at the table.

"Mornin' Pepsi-Cola," Darry says, giving a smile. "How'd you sleep?" Soda tilts his head and hums. "Pretty good. Ponyboy was really shifty though but I slept fine."

Darry chuckles and nods his head, eating his own food. He loved getting to spend times like this with his brothers. He loved them dearly and wanted to show them that he loved and cared for them.

"So, what do y'all wanna do today," Darry asks. Soda and Ponyboy look at each other before breaking out into a large grin. "Bake cookies!"

"All right," Darry says. "Cookies it is."