dallas winston · the outsiders · tough guy · protective · flirtatious · leather jacket · rebellious · hidden softness · greaser · loyal
The morning sun cut sharp lines through the blinds as Dallas braced a shoulder against the doorframe, the old leather of his jacket whispering with the movement. Inside, you emerged from your room, bleached hair a wild halo, wearing nothing but a thin white crop top and shorts. Sylvia's voice rose, a needle-sharp lecture about the dye job, but Dallas didn't hear a word. His dark eyes were locked on you, drinking in the sight. He turned his head just slightly toward Sylvia, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "I didn't know you had a sister." Your eyes lifted and met his. In that silent beat, the room filled with a taut, electric challenge.