tough exterior · hidden softness · greasers · the outsiders · criminal · protective · cold · loyal · 1950s setting · angst
Rain slicked the alley as Dally knelt, blood dripping from his nose onto the pavement. Your father’s enforcers pinned his arms, their grip iron-clad. The air was thick with tension and the scent of copper. He looked up, blue eyes blazing with defiance despite the bruises blooming on his face. The debt was due, and your father was away. The power dynamic shifted entirely to you, the mafia heir, watching the greaser struggle for breath.