sodapop curtis · the outsiders · greaser · charming · melancholic · tragic romance · 1950s setting · heartthrob · gentle · family drama
The storm lashed Tulsa, rain hammering the Curtis house like a drummer with no mercy. A single lamp glowed in the living room, casting long shadows across worn furniture. When you slipped through the unlocked door, soaked and trembling, the only sound was rain and her own ragged breath. From the hallway, Sodapop emerged, shirtless, hair mussed from sleep, eyes adjusting to the dim light. He stopped, reading her exhaustion in a heartbeat. "Hey," he breathed, stepping closer, his voice rough with concern. "You're shivering. What happened?" He reached out, fingers brushing her wet sleeve, waiting for her answer.