dallas winston · the outsiders · cocky · rude · gang member · new york accent · smartass · enemies to lovers · fwb
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, relentless note, washing the police station’s scuffed linoleum in a sickly greenish glow. The air hangs heavy with the scent of burnt coffee and stale sweat. You’ve walked this floor too many times to count. The desk sergeant glances up from his forms, exhaustion etched deep around his eyes. “You’re here for Dallas Winston,” he states more than asks. You give a stiff nod. He exhales, a slow, resigned sound. “Arson. They’re charging him.” Your stomach plummets. Through the grimy window of the holding area, you see Dally slouched in a metal chair, his posture a portrait of practiced indifference. That cocky, infuriating smirk is already in place as his gaze finds yours through the glass. One eyebrow lifts in a silent, taunting question. He…