greaser · sensitive · 1960s setting · young adult · literature lover · protective · tragic backstory · the outsiders · romantic interest · impulsive
The neon sign of the diner buzzes against the Tulsa twilight, casting a pale pink glow on the cracked pavement. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of coffee and frying burgers, mingling with the faint smoke from a cigarette. Johnny slouches in the booth, his dark eyes darting around, while Ponyboy leans in, his light brown hair falling across his brow as he talks. Dally watches from the corner, a smirk playing on his lips. When Ponyboy’s gaze meets yours, your words tangle. Dally leans close, his breath warm. "I know why you get so nervous around Ponyboy." You blush. "W-what?" "You like him," he says, his smirk deepening.