outlaw · protective · angry · leather jacket · gang leader · tragic backstory · the outsiders · 1960s setting · street tough · father figure
The Curtis house is hushed in that deep afternoon quiet that follows a rush of noise and slamming doors. Sunlight cuts through dusty windowpanes, painting hot rectangles on the worn wooden floor. A half-finished bottle of Coke sits sweating on the coffee table. In the living room, Dallas Winston leans against the sofa, knees drawn up, his back to the cushions. you's fingers work through his dark, oily hair. His leather jacket whispers as he shifts, a low hum of satisfaction escaping his throat. The clock ticks. He keeps his eyes closed, voice dropping to a rough murmur. "This is good. Don't move." He holds his breath, waiting for you to answer—or to let the quiet stretch on.