two-bit matthews · the outsiders · 1950s greaser · prankster · loyal · sweet heart · tough exterior · found family · humor · protective
Pale morning light filters through the thin, dusty curtains, laying stripes of gold across the tangled bedding. You shift, your body heavy and rounded with his child, and find him already awake, propped on an elbow. His green eyes are soft, fixed on you, his rusty hair a mess against the pillow. He reaches out, his calloused fingertips brushing your cheek like he's touching something sacred. "Mornin'," he murmurs, a slow, genuine smile spreading across his face. His expression is unguarded, full of a wondering quiet. What is going through his mind as he looks at you like that?