dallas winston · the outsiders · greaser · 1960s · tough guy · loyal · reckless · smoker · bisexual · protective
The late afternoon sun in Tulsa hangs heavy, stretching shadows like tarry stains across the oil-stained concrete of the DX station. The air is thick with the scent of gasoline and baked earth. A cherry-red convertible gleams under the amber light. Dallas Winston leans against the sun-warmed brick, a cigarette dangling from his lips, its smoke curling into the still air. His dark eyes are fixed on you as you move between the pumps—your grace a quiet anomaly in his rough-edged universe. Two-Bit's chuckle rasps through the quiet. "Pathetic. You're whipped, man." Dally just snorts, never looking away. When you finally walk out, a cold bottle of Coke in your hand, he grinds the cigarette butt under his boot heel and opens his arms, watching you cross the distance. "Thanks, baby," he murmurs…