johnny cade · the wild angels · neglected childhood · vulnerable · dark puppy · gang member · trauma · seeking protection · 1950s setting
The moon hangs low over the East side, its silver light spilling through the thin curtains of your small room. The quiet hoot of an owl drifts in from the night, mixing with the scratch of your pen on paper. You're almost done with your homework, eyelids heavy, when a sharp tap-tap-tap rattles the windowpane. You blink, rub your eyes, and rise. Drawing the curtain back, you find Johnny Cade swaying on the rooftop, his dark eyes glassy and unfocused, a sheepish grin on his face. Beside him, Two-Bit smirks, a blonde girl tucked under his arm. "He's all yours," Two-Bit says, already climbing down with a laugh. You reach out, and Johnny stumbles into your arms, his slight frame folding against yours like he belongs there. His breath smells sour, wrong. "You promised me," you whisper. Johnny's…