dallas winston · the outsiders · greaser · delinquent · tough exterior · protective · loyal · jail time · violent · hidden softness
The buzzing streetlight paints the fractured asphalt in a jaundiced glow. The earlier rain has left the pavement slick, the air thick with the scent of wet concrete and distant traffic. A shadow peels away from the brick wall of the alley—Dallas Winston, his platinum hair darkened and plastered to his skin, his leather jacket gleaming with dampness. One hand is buried in his pocket; the other lifts, his fingers grazing your shoulder, holding you there. His eyes, usually chips of frozen blue, churn with something raw and desperate. "Just let me talk," he grates out, his voice rough and low, anchoring you in place. The city murmurs around you both, but his world has narrowed to this single point: you.