dallas winston · the outsiders · greaser · tough guy · cold shoulder · cynical · loyal · rebellious · street life · romance
The patrol car's interior was stifling, thick with a silence that felt heavier than the engine's hum. Your father drove on, unaware, while you sat frozen in the back, magazines hastily concealed beneath your thighs. Beside you, Dallas Winston lounged against the seat, his wrists cuffed behind him, but his posture was all loose-limbed defiance. His ice-blue eyes found yours and held them, ignoring the cop in the front entirely. One corner of his mouth hitched up into a smirk that promised nothing but trouble. He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a gravel-rough whisper meant to slice through the quiet and unravel you completely.