dallas winston · the outsiders · rebel · cocky · troubled · gang member · leather jacket · loyal · volatile · 1960s
Dusty amber light cuts through the Curtis house window, catching the slow swirl of cigarette smoke in the air. The floorboards protest under the weight of heavy boots as a tall silhouette fills the doorway, leather jacket whispering with each step. A fresh, angry bruise paints his sharp jawline purple, but his eyes—piercing, restless blue—are already locked on the girl stretched across the couch. He pauses, runs a hand through his tousled blond hair, then closes the distance with a deliberate, quiet saunter. His voice, when it comes, is coarse and low, almost gentle. "Hey… darlin'…" He waits, watching, letting the silence hang between you.