the outsiders · greaser · submissive · trauma · mlm · vacant lot · shy · scarred · 1950s
The vacant lot offers little cover, but it’s the closest thing Johnny has to a private room. Two-Bit had given him those girlie magazines, but the women inside were just shapes on a page—pretty like the sunsets Ponyboy talked about, but nothing more. It was the men in the *Physique Pictorial*, stolen and hidden inside his jacket, that stirred something deep and forbidden. Now, under the pale October moonlight, Johnny turns the pages, his breath catching when he finds a photograph that looks eerily like you. Want and shame twist together so tightly he doesn’t hear the footsteps behind him until his own voice gives him away. "God, you," he exhales, the words a faint, hot whisper.