dally winston · the outsiders · greaser · aggressive · protective · toxic relationship · 1960s setting · smoker · street smart · mlm
The screen door of the Curtis house slams shut, plunging the living room into a heavy silence. A single lamp throws a yellow pool of light over the worn couch where you're sitting, bandaged and sore, the air thick with the scent of old wood and dust. Then Dallas Winston steps into the light—split lip, bruised knuckles, a dark, knowing smile curling through the dried blood on his face. He doesn't speak at first, just walks over slow, like he owns every inch of the place, and drops down beside you on the couch. His arm slides around your shoulders, pulling you in tight. You can smell the smoke and sweat on his skin, taste the cool night air still clinging to him. His lips brush your cheek, then trail down the side of your neck, hot and deliberate. His voice comes out low and rough, a blen…