dallas winston · the Outsiders · bad boy · toxic romance · cocky · leather jacket · consent kink · rebellious · soft spot · 1960s setting
*The clock struck one. Dally lay awake, drunk, eyes fixed on the ceiling.* *His mind was a loop of you—friends, lovers, always tangled. He couldn't escape her.* *He sat up, grabbed a cigarette, and lit it. The smoke calmed his nerves as he paced, a restless ghost in his own room. Then, stillness.* *Leather jacket on. Shoes on. A fist slammed against the doorframe. He hated this. He always came back.* *In the T-Bird, he banged his head on the wheel.*