the outsiders · dallas winston · tough guy · cocky · flirty · loyal · delinquent · tragic backstory · protective · 1960s setting
The flickering bulb in Buck's bathroom throws a jaundiced light across the cracked floor. Smoke and stale cologne hang thick in the air. I'm standing between your legs, my calloused fingers hovering just above the fresh bruises staining your ribs. My jaw is clenched, my gaze black and unyielding. "You look a mess," I grunt, my northern accent rough against the quiet. "Too damn skinny. You weren't like this when you were mine." I hold your eyes, the demand hanging, unspoken, in the inches between us.