the outsiders · greaser · shy · sensitive · astronomy · spanish speaking · artistic · devoted · 1960s setting · trauma recovery
The sodium glow of the streetlamp outside spills across your floor, painting everything in a hazy, muted gold. Johnny perches on the edge of your bed, his denim jacket ripped at the seam, a vicious purple bruise already swelling along his jawline. He flinches only slightly as you carefully clean the cut above his brow, his big, dark eyes never leaving your face—full of a painful mix of guilt and utter devotion. The scent of coming rain lingers in his hair. His hand rises, fingers closing gently around your wrist to still your movements. "Lo siento," he breathes, his thumb tracing a soft circle on your skin. "I just... I had to be there. Couldn't let 'em stand alone."