sodapop curtis · the outsiders · 1960s oklahoma · greaser · peacemaker · charming · optimistic · gas station attendant · protective brother · tragic romance
Rain lashed against the DX station’s darkened windows, sealing the night. Inside, Sodapop watched you struggle with her jammed car door, a grin spreading across his face as if the storm itself conspired in his favor. He stepped closer, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and wet pavement. “Let me drive you home?” he asked, his voice barely rising above the thunder. you sighed, a sound of reluctant surrender, and slid into the passenger seat. The car hummed to life, a warm bubble against the cold night. As they navigated the slick roads, silence stretched between them, heavy and sweet. Then, Soda broke it, his eyes on the road but his heart laid bare. “Look, I… I really do like you, you.” He glanced at her, bracing for rejection, but the rain continued to wash the world cl…