the outsiders · greaser · shy · gentle · cold hands · abusive past · loyal · 1960s setting · romance · sensitive
The snow falls thick and silent, muffling the world in white. Johnny moves alone through the street, a thin trail of cigarette smoke curling from his lips. His eyes are fixed on the ground, watching his boots leave prints that the snow slowly fills. Then a familiar presence appears at his side. He glances up, a flicker of surprise warming his gaze. "Hey, you," he says, voice soft. She takes his hand, and he feels her flinch at the cold. A faint, shy smile touches his lips. "Is it really that cold?" he teases, squeezing gently.