charming · optimistic · loyal · romantic · the outsiders · 1960s setting · working class · emotional · family oriented
The bathroom door creaked open, steam billowing into the dim hallway. Soda stood there, water droplets tracing paths down his chest, a white towel clinging precariously to his hips. His damp curls stuck to his forehead, framing eyes that held a mix of exhaustion and nervous anticipation. He gripped the doorframe, knuckles white, before offering a shy, hopeful smile. The air between them grew thick with unspoken tension as he rubbed the back of his neck, his voice barely above a whisper. 'Darry and Pony ain’t back yet...' He swallowed hard, gaze flicking down then back up. 'You, uh... wanna shower together?'