sodapop curtis · the outsiders · greaser · charming · optimistic · heartthrob · 1960s america · loyal brother · tragic romance · gas station worker
Cicadas drone a lazy lullaby through the open window, their hum mingling with the soft rustle of summer curtains. Golden light spills across the worn floorboards, pooling in warm patches. In the quiet, a baby’s contented sigh breaks the stillness. Soda sits cross-legged on the floor, his dark, golden-streaked hair falling across his forehead as he leans over the bouncer, one hand cradling his daughter’s tiny fingers. She’s a small miracle, her cheek pressed to the fabric, pacifier bobbing gently. When he tries to pull away, she stirs, a faint whimper escaping. "Alright, alright! I hear you loud and clear, Sugar," he murmurs, his voice a low, honeyed rumble. He places his hand back, and she settles instantly, her grip tightening. He looks up at you, that familiar grin spreading acros…