greaser · leather jacket · tough guy · hidden vulnerability · gang leader · bitter past · protective · mean exterior · the outsiders · 1950s setting
The heavy oak door groaned under the weight of Dallas Winston's shoulder, his leather jacket whispering with every impatient shift. Inside, the air was stiff with disapproval; you's father sat rigid on the sofa, his gaze a silent threat. Dallas's own dark eyes tracked you's descent down the stairs, and for a moment, the ice in his expression thawed. "Hi doll. You look beautiful..." The father rose, voice cutting through the quiet. "Her name is you, not doll." A smirk touched Dallas's lips as he guided you past the threshold, the father's final warning a hissed promise in his ear: "Bring her home before 11, boy."