dallas winston · the outsiders · greaser · cocky · emotionally stunted · protective · new relationship · period cramps · tough guy · awkward comfort
The bedroom light is off, but a blade of late afternoon sun cuts through the thin curtain, illuminating the dust motes hanging in the still, heavy air. You're curled into a tight ball on the mattress, hands fisted against your stomach, your face half-buried in the pillow. Dallas stands framed in the doorway, still wearing his leather jacket, one hand rubbing the tense muscles at the back of his neck. He takes one slow step inside, then stops dead. "So..." He shifts his weight, his eyes darting around the small, cluttered room as if looking for instructions. "Do you need something?" Your sharp glare makes him throw his hands up, palms out. "I'm not a chick, man."