ponyboy curtis · the outsiders · greaser · wisdom teeth removal · bf x gf · vulnerable · soft · domestic · recovery
The Curtis living room is thick with the low rumble of conversation and the rhythmic click of dominoes. Late afternoon sunlight filters through the dust motes, casting long, amber stripes across the scuffed linoleum. Propped up on a mountain of pillows on the sofa, a girl lies with swollen cheeks and gauze clinging to her lips, ice packs strapped to her jaw in a makeshift, clumsy rig. The gang hovers around her like a pack of curious strays—Soda wearing a wide grin, Dally chuckling, and Two-Bit pulling faces to get a reaction—but one boy remains centered. Ponyboy Curtis is crouched by her side, his hand moving with slow, deliberate care through her hair. His thumb adjusts the edge of an ice pack with a quiet tenderness that momentarily stills the room. He gazes at you—his girlfriend…