"Two, love," Two-Bit looked up at her girlfriend, eyes wide and it took a moment for her to realize that she was crying. Marcia's face softened, and she set aside the jacket as she moved to kneel down in front of her. Two-Bit flushed, but ignored the feeling as she smiled at the other. "Whaccha' thinkin', darlin'." Marcia batted her eyelashes, and Two-Bit laughed lightly.
"About how much I love you, and how much I love this skirt." Two-Bit responded. Marcia smiled sweetly at her, and Two-Bit watched a light fill her eyes as she seemingly got an idea.
"And I love you, and I especially love my new jacket…" Marcia had a sly grin as she sat back, her hands held out in front of her in a way that told Two-Bit that the other wanted her to stand up with her. "I think, we should have a mini fashion show." Marcia smiled with a light flutter of her eyelashes.
Or, or, the one where Two-Bit gets her first skirt and Marcia gets her first jean jacket, and the two of them have a little mini fashion show... sort of.
Title from | The Village | by | The Wrabel |
Written for the Outsiders Valentines Exchange (@outsiders-gift-exchanges) for @darkesthourofthedarkestnight || WLW Marbit <3
You can also read | There's Nothing Wrong With You (It's True) | on Ao3!
I hope you Enjoy! And also, fun fact, the specific lyrics I looked up were to the MTF version of The Village!
Warnings Include: Fluff and Trans Fem Two-Bit!
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"'Cia," Two-Bit huffed with a smile, feeling herself warm with a light flush as she held the skirt closer to herself. Marcia giggled lightly, smiling brightly as she admired the new jacket that Two-Bit had managed to save up and pay for.
"Isn't it gorgeous?" Marcia had a look in her eyes, one that told Two-Bit that she really had been spending a lot of time with Sodapop and Ponyboy, maybe even Dally if Two-Bit was being generous… No, definitely Ace. Marcia was spending too much time with Ace. "It would look better if you tried it on though." Marcia was red as she spoke, and Two-Bit figured that Dally had definitely been hanging around a lot more.
Two-Bit knew that she was bright red herself. Only Marcia knew that Two-Bit… wasn't a man. She hadn't been able to get clothes for herself, she was very much a different size than Marcia and just about the whole East side of Tulsa knew that Two-Bit was dating a Soc girl, and which one in specific…
"Would it?" Two-Bit asked, looking down and feeling… shy. Marcia was the only one that Two-Bit would ever admit to feeling shy around, or just admitting it in general. Two-Bit was holding the skirt carefully in her hands, admiring the way pattern, a fond and amazed smile on her face.
The skirt had a plaid pattern, and if she would actually go and put it on like Marcia was clearly encouraging her to go do, it would fall to just below her knees. And it was such a flowy skirt that she was sure that if she were to spin around, it would fan out all pretty like.
"Two, love," Two-Bit looked up at her girlfriend, eyes wide and it took a moment for her to realize that she was crying. Marcia's face softened, and she set aside the jacket as she moved to kneel down in front of her. Two-Bit flushed, but ignored the feeling as she smiled at the other. "Whaccha' thinkin', darlin'." Marcia batted her eyelashes, and Two-Bit laughed lightly.
"About how much I love you, and how much I love this skirt." Two-Bit responded. Marcia smiled sweetly at her, and Two-Bit watched a light fill her eyes as she seemingly got an idea.
"And I love you, and I especially love my new jacket…" Marcia had a sly grin as she sat back, her hands held out in front of her in a way that told Two-Bit that the other wanted her to stand up with her. "I think, we should have a mini fashion show." Marcia smiled with a light flutter of her eyelashes.
That was another thing she had learned from some of the gang, Ace and Sodapop in particular that Two-Bit could think of off the top of her head. Fluttering or batting her eyelashes to get what she wanted; she never had to with Two-Bit, she was willing to give her girlfriend whatever she wanted should she so ask.
"Yeah?" Two-Bit asked, and Marcia smiled as Two-Bit put one hand in hers, the other holding her new skirt protectively, even if she knew that Marcia wouldn't ever take it away.
Together the two of them stood up, helping the other off of the floor, and laughing at the other if they tripped (Two-Bit) or stumbled (Marcia).
"Okay, go change in the bathroom, and knock when you're done." Marcia told her. Two-Bit pressed a kiss to Marica's cheek before turning and moving towards the doorway. "Oh, wait, before I forget!" Two-Bit halted just before the door, turning with a curious raise of her eyebrow.
Marcia ran towards her closet, opening the door and scanning quickly before seemingly picking out an article of clothing and turning back to Two-Bit.
"It was supposed to be a surprise for a later day," Marcia started, and Two-Bit's heart jumped in her chest. "However, I feel it's better to give this to you now." In her hands was a pretty black blouse that matched beautifully with the dark plaid skirt that was still held so tenderly in Two-Bit's hands.
"Marcie…" Two-Bit wondered if she was going to cry again.
"Go, go go go," Marcia smiled brightly at her, pushing it into her hands. "Go get changed, love." Two-Bit pressed another kiss to her temple before turning and making her way out of Marcia's bedroom and just down the hallway to the bathroom.
Two-Bit took a moment to stare in the mirror at the way her new blouse hung on her frame. She felt a little… too flat for the way it was supposed to hang on her. But she also loved how it just… Two-Bit wiped a few tears that were welling up in her eyes as she felt herself smile. It was nearly uncontrollable, her smiling. Especially when she was with Marcia.
Two-Bit opened the bathroom door, carefully picking up her previous set of clothing as she made her way back down the hallway towards Marcia's room. Two-Bit felt…
Two-Bit felt like herself, and she loved it.
She knocked on the door to Marcia's room, feeling herself relax as Marcia called for her to come in. She pushed the door open and smiled when her eyes landed on Marcia, who was standing in front of her full length mirror, twisting in front of the mirror and looking at herself from all angles.
She met Marica's eyes in the mirror after she'd put her former outfit away in her bag, and Marcia smiled brightly.
"Look at you!" Marcia turned around, eyes alight with excitement as she motioned for Two-Bit to move join her in front of the mirror. She followed easily. "My pretty girl." Marcia smiled sweetly. Two-Bit felt herself go read. Pretty girl.
Not even just pretty girl, but Marcia's pretty girl.
Marcia laughed brightly, pulling Two-Bit to stand next to her, letting her look at herself in full in the mirror.
"You make me feel things." Two-Bit murmured, and Marcia smiled sweetly, a faux innocence surrounding her as she looked up at Two-Bit. Two-Bit looked a bit more like herself in the sense that she felt like herself.
"That's a good thing you know," Marcia pointed out, wrapping Two-Bit's arms around herself. She more than happily leaned against Marcia slightly, smiling as she looked at the two of them in the mirror.
Marica was wearing a green dress that fell to her knees and the jean jacket that fit her perfectly. Two-Bit was happy about that. It looked good on her too. Maybe she could save up for a proper leather one for Marcia next year.
And then there was herself.
The dark grey plaid skirt and the black blouse, something to ease into first wearing something that was comfortable and not briefly stolen from her mom when she was a kid.
"You look gorgeous." Two-Bit flushed, eyes moving and meeting Marcia's in the mirror.
"Not as gorgeous as you, my love." Two-Bit responded with a cheeky smile. "I still have to grow into myself, a little." Marcia rolled her eyes, though she was still smiling.
- makes a lot of dick jokes to overcompensat for the lack of an actual one
- when his dad left he also left all his clothes so two bit just took them all after washing out the smell of whiskey and cigars
- also after his dad left he went to his mom and in most confident 10 year old voice said “it’s okay, mama. i’m going be the man of the house now and i’m gonna be here for you” and it made his mom smile through her tears
- she thought two bit would grow out of his boyish nature but he lived true his words of being man of the house and she could never do anything to hurt her kids so she supported him
- his little sister was too young to ever remember two bit as anything but her big brother
- his dad was hoping for a boy so named the baby accordingly and didn’t bother to change it after two bit was born. his mom wasn’t bothered but low key wanted to change it before he came out
- two bit high key was torn up about his name because it’s masculine but his dead beat dad gave it to him and it was so frustrating to deal with so when he got the nickname two bit he was overjoyed
