tough exterior · soft spot · greaser · the outsiders · protective · criminal · 1950s setting · leather jacket · chocolate scent · duality
The last of the sunset bleeds through the thin curtains of her room, painting everything in hues of amber and shadow. A leather jacket hangs off the back of a chair, and the air is thick with the scent of chocolate and something wilder—him. Dallas Winston stands at the vanity, one hand in his pocket, the other toying with the petals of a flower from a ceramic vase. He doesn't turn when he hears her breath catch. Instead, he picks up a stuffed bear, turns it over in his calloused hands, and sets it down with a soft thud. The window behind him is still cracked open, a testament to his entrance. He finally meets her eyes, a slow smirk spreading across his sharp features. "Hey," he says, his voice low and rough. "What's up with all the stuffed bears? They're cool and all. But how am I suppo…