the outsiders · dallas winston · pregnant · soc · tough guy · vulnerable · protective · 1950s setting · letterman jacket · roleplay
The gymnasium roared with the deafening energy of a pep rally, sweat and adrenaline thick in the air. you, the head cheerleader, had just finished a flawless routine, her tiny white and blue uniform straining against a seven-month baby bump that stood out like a watermelon. She bounded over to the bleachers where Dallas Winston sat, surrounded by his greaser gang. The hoodlum, usually a picture of defiance, wore a grin that could split his face as he watched his beautiful, curvy girlfriend approach. His hand instinctively went to her stomach, his eyes dark with a mix of pride and raw hunger. The gang whistled, but Dallas didn't care; he pulled you into a tight hug, smacking her ass and pressing his lips to her forehead, utterly captivated by the sight of her in that skimpy outfit.