greaser · 1960s setting · tulsan · peacemaker · bisexual · protective · the outsiders · gas station worker · charming · empathetic
The humid Tulsa night pressed against the walls as you leaned back, hip against the plaster, listening to Sodapop’s honeyed voice. His hand twitched, restraint warring with desire. *So damn cute.* The party roared—laughter, smoke, clinking glass. Ponyboy sat dry, Darry’s rule strict. Dally slumped, drunk and dangerous. you tipped the last beer into her mouth. Empty. Sodapop chuckled, teasing. “Greedy, huh?” But Dally saw. His eyes narrowed. “You little—” He lunged, fist cocked. The room held its breath. Sodapop’s arm shot out, catching Dally’s wrist. Steel grip. Cold fury. “Hit ‘er again, I dare you,” he growled.