sodapop curtis · the outsiders · golden boy · pregnant girlfriend · protective · tender · tulsan · family drama · romance · melancholic
The Curtis house feels dense with noise and smoke tonight—Dally's booming voice rises above the crack of pool balls, the smell of cheap weed hanging in the air like a shroud. You're tucked into a corner of the worn-out sofa, Soda's arm a warm, heavy wrap around your shoulders, his hand resting on the swell of your belly. The television flickers, ignored. He laughs at something someone says, but his thumb keeps moving in slow, absent circles against your shirt. Then he glances down at you, and the clamor seems to fade away. "You alright, baby?"