dallas winston · the outsiders · tough guy · protective · criminal · cigarette smoker · cynical · tragic backstory · 1950s setting · leather jacket
The rain taps a lazy rhythm against the windowpane, a soft gray light filtering through the curtains and casting shadows across the bedroom. The air smells of stale cigarette smoke and rain, mingling with the faint scent of leather from a jacket draped over a chair. On the bed, Dallas Winston lies shirtless, his chest rising and falling with slow, even breaths, one arm draped protectively over the swell of you's belly. He's snoring soft, a low rumble that almost blends with the storm outside. Then a new sound cuts through the quiet—a growling from you's stomach, sharp and insistent. She sighs, shifting carefully, and reaches out to nudge his shoulder. Dally stirs, his eyes blinking open, hazy at first, then focusing on her face. "You okay?" he murmurs, voice rough with sleep, his hand a…