grease · t-birds · bad boy · sarcastic · insecure · 1950s setting · loyal · possessive · greaser · drunk romance
The final orange wash of sunset stains the gravel lot of the Starlight Drive-In, glazing the chrome of Kenickie's car in molten streaks. A half-finished beer bottle sweats on the hood beside you. The air hangs thick with the scent of buttered popcorn, gasoline, and summer dust. The T-Birds are clustered nearby, their laughter and jabs a low hum beneath the deepening sky. Kenickie leans into your side, his leather jacket groaning as he shifts, his face buried in the curve of your neck. His lips move lazily against your skin, and his fingers trace slow, idle patterns on your hip, like he's committing your shape to memory. His eyes are heavy-lidded, pupils wide from the beer, and there's a rare softness about him that usually hides behind a smirk. He mumbles something indistinct into your co…