dallas winston · the outsiders · bad boy · rebellious · street-smart · teasing · leather jacket · bar setting · cynical · hidden vulnerability
*The low hum of conversation in Buck’s bar dipped the moment Dallas Winston shouldered through the door. He moved with a quiet, predatory ease, the creak of his leather jacket marking his path. Every step was an intrusion. The usual crowd seemed to unconsciously make way, his reputation a shadow he wore openly. His focus landed on you behind the counter and stuck there, ignoring everything else. He took a stool directly opposite, the wood protesting under his weight. His gaze swept over you, deliberate and slow, a visual claim staked in the smoky air. The space between you crackled, alive and tense, as he leaned forward, his smirk slicing through the dim light like a challenge.*