#sylvia or buck im not sure….

[whimsylace]

sylvia , dally , tim

[m4y4wasnthere]

dallas winston dating hcs!

warnings: a bit suggestive; almost sa? encounter; drinking/smoking mention

a/n: this is my first time doing this lolz, im so srry if its bad!! 🤞🤞

took a long time for him to open up to you, especially after his trust being broken by sylvia

treated you like every other girl; dirty pick up lines, teasing; until he realized you were different and you guys got way closer

first time he opened up was about why he moved from New York to Tulsa. needed to escape from from the emptiness of his own household.

You cried as he told the story, which made him realize how much you actually cared for him. how much he hated to see you cry.

“dal, i’m so sorry. i had no clue you went through- just- all of that.” you wiped your face for the 5th time in 1 hour. your eyes were glazed with gloss as you made eye contact with him.

he looked at you, his heart sinking at how you looked. red eyes, tear-streamed face. he hated seeing you all torn up, it made him stop his pacing on your carpet floors. shes crying, not because of me..but because of what I went through. she cares. he would never cry infront of you, but this time his eyes started to ear up too.

he sat down on the bed next to you, and slowly pulled you in for a hug. you hugged him tight, whispering sweet nothings.

“dal im so sorry”...”you didnt deserve any of that”… “you’re amazing for getting through all of that.”

silence filled the room after a shortwhile, interrupted sometimes by your short sniffs.

his arm was caressing your side, and you felt his breath hitch.

“i-… i love you.” he whispered, his heartbeat quickening with each second of silence passing.

you tilted your head up to his and stared into his beautiful eyes. he struggled keeping his eyes against yours, awaiting your response. he was ready to get up and run, expecting a rejection.

“I love you too Dallas” your voice was clear, contrasting your sweaty palms and your tear stricken face.

Both of you stared into each other eyes in comfortable silence.

he’s never said i love you again after that, he does show it, most he would do is say “you too”

he’s 50/50 with PDA, it depends on who you guys are with, where you guys are at, etc.

he 100% gets super jealous + overprotective of you really easily, if a guy doesn’t leave you alone , he will end up in a fight (you’ll end up scolding him for it)

A soc walked up behind you and touched your waist, “I never knew a greaser could be such a broad..”

You turned around and gently took his hand off of you, “Don’t touch me.” You thought of other things to say, but anything too violent would have you getting jumped.

“Aw c’mon, it was a compliment. You should be grateful.” His voice thickens and he grabs your waist again with more force. Dallas starts walking over to you.

“I don’t feel comfy with a gross Soc touching me!” You struggle pushing his hands off, Dallas ends up right behind you. His arms loosely wrap around your neck, “Is this guy bothering you, doll?” He kisses your cheek, not breaking eye contact with the Soc.

“Oh I see. You’re Dallas Winston’s little slut. Y’know what, I didn’t want to sleep with you anyways” before he was able to walk off, Dallas punched him in the face. Buck had to break up the fight and he ended up limping back to his mustang.

Dallas doesn’t like you smoking often because he knows its bad, despite him going through packs like candy. Once every blue moon you guys would smoke together in his room.

You get drunk easily, and when you’re drunk, you can’t shut up. Dallas had to drag you upstairs to his room so you would stop telling everyone you were horny or you had to pee.

• more suggestive ones •

you guys do it ALOT. quickies are his thing and he doesn’t care where you guys are

he’s a brat tamer. if you don’t act right, he’s dragging you back home and making sure your ass hurts.

lots of choking, pinning you down, tugging at your hair

his favorite positions are doggy style and missionary because he can ‘control’ you way easier. he does like seeing you ride him but sometimes he wishes he could control the pace better, and ends up going into missionary again

he loves overstimulating you, can’t get enough of you moaning his name (ego booster)

[spikedhe4rt]

dating dallas hcs??

Dallas Winston x Reader Headcannons 🪐🪐

A/N: Hope you enjoy this. I just want to say, I love you guys so much. Thank you for all the support and patience! My request box is always open! <3

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ You guys met at bucks, you were a bartender and he lives there.

❥ He started to talk to you randomly because he was just bored.

❥ It turned into hours and hours of conversation and you guys just hit it off.

"Im Dallas Winston, Im sure you've-" You quickly interrupted with a sarcastic eye roll. "Yes, Ive heard of you. You say that to all the girls in town". He shook his head with a grin. "Nah, only the pretty bartenders." Cue another eye roll

❥ You were a fire cracker and he loved that about you.

❥ Yall became close to the point, he would rant to you about Sylvia. You had to hide your jealousy every time.

❥ You were talking to him about some rude person at work and he truly realized how beautiful you are. He really sat and stared for a hot minute.

"I wanted to punch that asshole so- Hello? Earth to Dallas fucking Winston?"  he jumped slightly at your words before cooly nodding.  "Im listening..."

❥ He was honestly conflicted about his feelings for you.

❥ It wasn't until you went on a date with someone else, he confessed.

"Dallas, whats your problem?" You didn't get why he was being such an asshole today. "Why didn't you come over today!?" he said angrily. "I had a date, y'know that!" he shrugged "Exactly!"

"It was just a movie and-" He looked at you with what felt like a hurt expression "and you didn't need to be with him. I like you." His hand came to the sides of your face and fiercely kissed you.

❥ You guys started dating after that. You guys never officially asked eachother, you just felt it.

❥ Getting to wear his Christopher.

❥ Walking around together with his arm around you.

❥Him never letting you walk around alone because he gets worried.

❥ The only time he will let you touch his hair is when you're stressed bc he's know you love it

❥ He leaves the biggest hickeys on you.

❥ His love language is acts of service.

❥ You not understanding half the stuff he says because the accent but you know he means well.

❥ He calls you doll and sweetheart.

❥ Always getting flustered when you patch him up bc he claims you have to sit on his lap to do it.

"Dallas, I don't need to sit on your lap to do this. You're fine just sitting on the counter" you say with a eyeroll.

❥ When you guys sleep together, he always ends up holding you.

❥ Movie dates

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❥ When in missionary, he props your legs on his shoulders so you can feel him deeper.

❥ He use's overstimulation as a punishment and reward.

- "Dally please, its too much." You pant out as Dally brings you to your peak for what seems like the 3rd time. "Weren't you just begging to cum like a pathetic slut after I said no" His thrusts became faster as you moaned out. "You can take it, sweetheart."

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- "Dally please, more!" You plead for another orgasm, feeling so good that you don't want it to end. You clench around him, moaning out. "You want more, huh? Ill give you whatever as long as you keep being a good girl for me." He continued to fuck you till you both were spent.

❥  He spanks/smacks your ass raw when he hits it from the back.

❥ Leaves loves bites all over your chest.

❥ Loves to tell you everything he going to do to you.

"Oh fuck, Dally faster!" you mewled as he fingered you. His two digits were hitting your g-spot with every thrust. "You like that, huh? Im not gonna stop till you cum all over my fingers."

❥  When he eats you out, he sucks your clit just right and he knows it too.

❥ Has a degrading and praise kink.

"Such a pretty little slut for me"

[winstonsns]

can you do one where reader and dally have been dating for about a month now and reader finds out that he hooked up with sylvia again and reader goes to bucks to confront him and he's all nonchalant about it like it's not a big deal and reader gets really mad

why do i cry (request)

pairing: dally x reader

summary: you and dally have been dating for around a month but you find out he hooked up with sylvia, so you go buck’s to confront him

warnings: cheating, smoking, cussing

authors note: im back from camping yay

word count: 1.7k

as you lay in your bed, you stare up at the ceiling, tapping your fingers against each other as you think. you turn your head, looking at the phone on your nightstand.

you’ve been wanting to call dally, to do anything with him but he’s been busy for weeks. you haven’t heard his voice in more than a week, and you’ve been feeling worried. you trust him, but know he’s been known to get around with other women. you believe it is different this time, that you can see the love in his eyes when he looks at you.

you smile to yourself, picking up the phone and taking it off the stand. you dial your boyfriends number, holding it up to your ear. it rings for a few seconds before you hear a sigh and soft whispers, a woman’s voice, you think, from the other end of the line.

“hey dal, do you think we could go to a diner tonight for—“ you begin to ask, excitement in your voice.

dally’s voice is flat, he interrupts you, “i’m busy, y/n.”

you still have hope, your smile dropping but trying to persuade him, “oh, that’s okay! maybe we can go—“

the phone rings, you look at the phone and ask, “hello? dally?” but you receive no answer. you sigh, placing the phone on the stand and laying back down. you stare at the ceiling, wondering why he hung up, maybe it was an accident.

you think about the other voice with dally, it sounded like a girls voice. there was no way he was with another girl right now, it makes no sense. he’s busy, probably cleaning up his own wounds or something, you wouldn’t know.

you look at the clock on your nightstand, it is around six, you remember the drive in would be open in around an hour. deciding to go to the drive in, you quickly stand up from your bed and walk to your dresser.

opening the drawers, you take some clothes out and accessories from your vanity. you walk to the bathroom, opening the door and taking off your clothes, putting your new outfit on. you look in the mirror, making sure you look okay.

picking up your toothbrush, you wet it and take a tube of toothpaste, putting some on your brush. you brush your teeth for about two minutes before spitting in the sink and rinsing your brush. you place your hand under the water, rinsing out your mouth and spitting once again.

you turn around, checking the time once again and seeing it’s around 6:30. you walk down the stairs to the entrance of your house and picking up your shoes. you put them on, walking back to the kitchen and picking up your keys from the island.

quickly walking back to the entrance of the house, you open the door and walk outside, onto the porch. you close the door behind you and take the keys, locking the door. you walk to your car in the driveway, opening the door and sitting in the drivers seat.

you begin to drive to the drive in, turning the radio on. lesley gore was playing, a favorite song of hers reminds you of you and dally. he always seems annoyed when you play her music, but tolerates it for some reason.

as you pull into the drive in, you park your car and open the door, walking to the concessions building. you begin to take your wallet out when you hear a familiar laugh, along with a girl talking.

you turn your head to see dally and a blonde, a girl with heavy eye-makeup and a cigarette in her hand. his arm is around her shoulder, he kisses her as it begins to turn into a make out session.

you stare as your heart drops, you freeze. sighing, you walk back to your car, opening the door and sitting in the drivers seat. you keep your eyes on the wheel, not yet driving back to your house.

looking down at your lap, you decide you’ll confront him, but he had ruined your night. you put your hands on the wheel and drive back to the bar. the drive to buck’s is silent, the sky gets darker and darker by the minute.

as you arrive at buck’s, you drive to the back of the building so your car can’t be seen. you look at the clock, knowing it would be about an hour before the movie is over. you wait, resting your head on your hand, closing your eyes.

you fall asleep, wanting a break from thinking. you wake up to a loud sound, you move your hand and lay your head on the window, taking a few moments to wake up. you open your eyes, turning your attention to the time, around nine.

you’d slept for around an hour and a half, you remember why you are at buck’s. you open the door to your car, standing up and closing it. you walk to the front of the building, opening the door and walking in.

loud voices and music fill your ears, bright lights shine in your eyes as buck greets you from behind the counter. you greet him back, walking through the bar up to dally’s room. before you enter the door, you sigh, your throat closing up and your eyes begin to tear up.

don’t cry, you think. there is no reason to be sad about someone cheating on you, it’s fine. you ball your fists up, knowing it’s not okay for anyone to act like how dally is. you take a moment for your throat to feel okay again, you blink multiple times before your tears are gone.

knocking on the door, you hear steps coming closer and closer. dally opens the door, staying in the same place but not inviting you in. he stares at you, waiting for you to say something.

you nervously look at him back, his cold eyes on yours. you ask, “can i come in?” he rolls his eyes, replying, “fine, man. make it quick.” as he doesn’t open the door for you, leaving you to do it yourself.

you walk into the room, he seemingly ignores you as you aren’t talking yet. he sits on his bed, taking a cigarette out and lighting it, waiting for you to speak. he looks at you, annoyed, “so? you just gonna stand there and waste my time?”

thinking, you ask, “why were you with sylvia today? i thought you two broke up, but you were kissing her and stuff.”

he rolls his eyes, sighing and not answering your question, “jesus…” and looks away from you.

your eyebrows furrow, you begin to feel warm as you ball your fists up. your voice begins to get louder and louder, “jesus? what the hell dallas, you fucking cheated on me and you know it! how can you act like you didn’t do—“

he yells, his attention now on you, “all you women are the same! how d’ya expect me to stay with you if we never spend time together, man—“

you interrupt him, yelling back, “we never spend time together because you’re fucking cheating on me with other girls, dumbass! i always knew you were messed up but not this messed up! how can you act like this and act like it’s okay, huh?” you move closer to him as he slowly backs up, you continue, “i don’t understand how someone can act as you do, what even is a relationship to you, dally? do you even care, do you even know that kissing other girls is considered cheating? sylvia cheated on you, two times, may i add, and you go back to her? you know, i stayed loyal and i thought we were in love. but ruining a perfectly fine relationship by cheating on me with someone who cheated on you, someone who’s probably with another guy right now, is pathetic. i thought you were smarter than that, dally. you are cold, heartless.”

as dally stares at you, he says nothing as you continue to speak, “you think you’re so tough, but deep down, you’re helpless, dally. you are nothing, people only like you because you can protect them, you think they care about you, but they don’t. and you know that, you feel the same about them. you don’t care.”

he gulps, looking at the floor and looking back at you, a blank stare on his face, you stare at him, this time a cold look on your face. his eyes are now filled with vulnerability, you say, “you have no purpose, dally.”

his eyes slightly widen, enough to notice. you turn around, heading out towards the door of his bedroom. you walk downstairs to the door of the building, out to your car. you drive home, your mind is empty, you hadn’t regret a word you’ve said to him.

dally sits on his bed, staring at the floor. he doesn’t regret kissing sylvia, what he did regret was letting you say those words about him. he begins to think, is what you said true? is he really cold, is he heartless?

he shakes his head, attempting to forget about what you’ve said. he stands up from his bed, walking to the phone connected to his wall. he spins the dial, calling sylvia’s number and placing the phone to his ear.

“hey, babe—“ he says, excited to talk to her. he is interrupted with a deep voice from the other line, “she’s busy. fuck off, man.”

dally hears a beep, the other line has hung up. he stares at the wall, dropping the phone, not bothering to place it back on the stand.

he rubs his hands on his face to the roots of his hair, yelling in anger, “damn it!”

[milo-webp]

Maybe Friends Aren't So Bad

FIRST FIC!! This was a request by @fefe-the-cat! I hope you like it :D

TW for: Canon typical violence, a good amount of swearing (cmon it's Dallas Winston)

773 words

Dallas's day was not going well. Hell, his whole life wasn't going well. He had woken up with a hang over, which was never enjoyable, but he could survive that. It wasn't until he found out Sylvia had cheated on him once again had things really turned to shit.

Dallas needed to pick a fight to release all the pent up emotion he felt. And he did end up finding some random soc to rile up; what he failed to realize was that this particular soc wasn't alone. In fact he had several freinds that Dallas had failed to notice. Friends who were much, much larger than Dallas.

So here Dallas was, limping his way to the Curtis house with blood dripping into one eye. God I hate it when blood gets in my eye Dallas thought as he roughly wiping his eye, just agrivating the wound further.

His plan was to just go in, get cleaned up, get out. No one should've been thereat the moment. Soda and Steve were both working at the DX. Ponyboy, Johnny, and Two-Bit were all at school. Darry should be at his roofing job. Life, however, had other plans. Or rather Darrel Curtis had other plans.

" Glory, Dal, what the hell happened to you?!"

Dallas flinched when he saw that Darry was in fact Not at work. Squeezing his eyes shut for a second to ease the pain from Darry's hollering bringing back that damn hangover headache. Dallas shouldered his way past Darry, trying to get to the bathoom where all the first aid supplies were.

"I'm fine Darry. Now shut it, will ya'? I've got a migraine." Darry wasn't having it though. Stepping infront of Dallas, Darry gripped Dally's shoulders trying to examine his injuries.

"You look like you got the shit beat outta you. Did you get jumped or something?" Dallas glared at his friend… wait…friend? God Dallas really was getting soft. When did he start thinking about the gang as his friends? He never thought about his old gang members back in New York as friends. Why is this any differant. He needed too change the perspective of the gang . They weren't friends. They were allies. Only al- Jesus fucking christ, could that cut stop bleeding?! Blood was dripping into his eye again. He hated when blood got in his eyes.

"-allas? Dallas!?" Dallas was shot out of his thoughts by Darry's worried voice. "Are you ok? I asked you if you needed help cleaning that cut up? it looks like it needs stitches…"

Right. Dallas needs to clean the cuts that littered his face. One of those cuts kept getting blood in his eye. He hated having blood gets in his eye. He wiped his eye again. "Jesus, Darry, I told ya'. Im Fine. I just don't keep any first aid shit at Buck's."

Darry's eyes scrunched up in worry. "Are you sure? Because it looks pretty bad… I've done stitches a few times. They may not be pretty but it'll get the job done."

Dallas gritted his teeth. Why couldn't Darry just let it go? It's not like he should care! Dallas Winston was a no good JD. A hood. He was a bad influince on Ponyboy. He never did anything that was good or useful. All he did was mess up.

In his emotion, Dallas hadn't realized that he was saying his thoughts outloud. But what he did notice was Darry's pained expression. Fuck. Darry wasn't supposed hear that.

"Dal…" Darry's voice was strained with worry. His eyes were soft. Softer than anyones eyes should look while looking at Dallas Winston.

Some emotion that he didn't recognize started to build up in Dallas. And of course Dallas turned that emotion into anger. Because anger is all Dallas knew how to feel.

"What the fuck is that look? Are you pittying me? Dont fucking pitty me Darrel. I'm not some little kid who cant handle himself. I don't need you to worry about me. And I don't— GOD DANMIT WHY DOES BLOOD KEEP DRIPPING IN MY EYE!" Dallas furiously wiped his eye, just worsening the cut that was causing him his strife.

In pain and in a shit emotional state, Dallas began to do something he hadn't done in years. Cry.

It was as the first sob hit that Dallas felt a pair of arms wrap around him. Dally started to cry even more. He hadn't had a hug in… he doesn't even know how long. He melted into his friends arms. Maybe Darry did care about him. Maybe having friends is a good thing. Maybe friends aren't so bad.

[sebacielenthusiast]

hey, I like you! here's a johnny x dally fic :3

it was a hectic week, all the soc’s and the greasers were getting ready for the next rumble which was coming up in a few days.

so to have some fun at least, two-bit was holding a small event for the teenagers to get drunk and whatnot. 

johnny and dally had started dating a few months back after him and sylvia had finally split up, officially.

they were now on their way to the nearest drugstore to purchase some beer.

“i dont see why we have to get the beer..” johnny complained with a small pout visible on his lips. 

“i offered to do it, john.” dally chuckled watching as johnny turned his head towards him quickly, eyes widened with playful anger.

johnny reaches a hand up and slaps dally’s arm jokefully. “now why would you do that? its so boring here!” he whined once more which resulted in dally reaching a hand up to push his boyfriend’s cheeks together, making his lips more into a pout.

“i promise we wont take long!” dally tried to make the situation better in which johnny sighed and leaned against the car door with a smile on his face.

a few more minutes passed by and a comfortable silence enveloped the car, with the exception of the music playing on the small, broken down radio.

“have i ever told you how beautiful your eyes are in the sunlight?” dally randomly says which makes johnny slap a hand over his lover’s mouth in embarrassment.

“shhh!! you cant just say things like that.” johnny laughs sweetly.

they stayed like that for a while.

dally loved to admire johnny’s lovely features.

his beautiful button nose, his “doe eyes” as everyone would call them, his hair, and simply everything about him in general.

johnny was simply just wonderful to look at.

he then pulled his hand back and watched as dally kept his eyes on the road.

johnny huffed and propped his feet up against the headboard of the car, his head leaning against the nearest car door once more.

“aren’t we like.. underage for this stuff? how would we even buy it?” he asked curiously whilst dally simply let out a hearty laugh.

“dont you worry your pretty little head about that. im sure buck will set me up.”

johnny simply nodded and reached over to interlock their hands.

the rest of the trip was filled with a lovely silence, occasionally some playful bickering but whatever.

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“what if everyone is hangin’ with their girlfriends?” johnny asked his boyfriend, worried that he would be alone the entirety of the party.

dally simple chuckled and sighed in slight annoyance. after all, this was the fourth time johnny had asked the same question over and over again.

“i promise ya, they wont, not even ponyboy.” he assured him.

“and what if, by some miracle, he does?”

“well then i’ll stick with you, or we can just leave. but anyways, cherry, marcia, and sylvia will be there so you can just stick around with them.” dally explained, remembering how the girls got along with his boyfriend, especially sylvia.

he then grabbed johnny’s hand softly, placing a soft kiss on his knuckles which resulted in said boy leaning closer with a faint blush on his cheeks.

they met in a sweet but slow kiss, their lips moving in sync as dally’s tongue prodded at johnny’s lips. 

johnny reached up with a small hand and gripped at the back of dally’s head, tugging on his hair slightly whilst said boy moved his hands to grip johnny’s waist, pulling him closer.

they kept on going like that until a loud teasing whistle made them jump up. they both turned around to see marcia and sherry walk up, giggling at their reactions.

 “do that at home!” marcia reprimanded in a joking manner, slapping the back of dally’s head, making him reach up and rub it slightly. 

johnny and sherry watched the interaction between the two, laughing together once more, before finally turning to look at each other.

“hello, john .” she greeted with a caring smile on her face whilst johnny reciprocated the same grin.

 “hey cherry” he replied, teasing her jokingly. “when will you forget about that, johnnycake?” she asked in a playful tone, leaning in for a hug.

he leaned in too, hugging her before pulling back and feeling two pairs of eyes watching them. 

they both looked over in sync and was met with the sight of their jealous partners.

johnny and sherry looked back at each other with a fond smile before running over to their partners, greeting them with a kiss once more.

johnny locked their hands and began to make his way to the front step of the curtis’s door, knocking on it twice.

they hadn’t been waiting for long because two-bit swung the door open, the loud music immediately swaying through their ears. “hey guys! glad you came, come in!” he welcomed them, patting johnny on the back whilst shaking dally’s hand.

they were instantly greeted with the smell of alcoholic beverages floating through the hallways.

even though it was a small get together for the teenagers, that didnt stop them from buying beer, even if they werent of legal age yet. (except for darry but he would probably end up drunk too.)

dally looked down at johnny and ruffled his hair slightly, watching him swat his hand away with a familiar pout, an angry facade displayed throughout his face.

“you plannin’ to get drunk tonight?” dally asked whilst they made their way to the living room where everybody was situated.

johnny stopped to think about it before nodding once.

they had gotten drunk one time together and that night resulted in clothes being thrown on the floor and, well, sex.

“i probably will, sylvia will most likely convince me.” he said with a smile on his face as he said that last sentence. 

dally knew it was because she was the one who got him wasted last time.

sylvia was basically johnny’s “evil twin”. she did everything with him and helped johnny when he and dally fought. she was simply swooned by how cute their relationship was, and johnny in general. she couldn’t help wanting to protect him all the time.

dally stopped walking and stared at johnny with an expression that could only be described as full of love, they also had a hint of worry in them. johnny knew all too well what he was about to ask him.

“are you completely sure that your okay with being here? say the word and we can go.” he asked in a tone of voice that only johnny had the privilege to hear.

he laughs.

“im fine, dal.” reaching his hands up to brush his fingertips through dally’s hair softly. 

dally smiles and leans down, pushing johnny’s grease filled hair back to plant a sweet kiss on his forehead.

“well, come on. i dont wanna keep them waiting, and im starving!” johnny fake whined before rushing off to find darry.

dally watched as johnny ran off, nearly tackling darry in a hug, who chuckled at his “kid brother’s” childish antics. he smiled at the sweet sight before hearing his name be called.

dally looks over and finds ponyboy, sodapop, steve, two-bit, tim, sherry, sylvia, and marcia. 

soda is waving with a smirk on his face and the others are caught up in a game of cards.

dally sits with them and plops down on a nearby throw pillow and shakes everyones hand.

“hey dal! thought you’d never show.” steve jokes before placing a queen card down.

a loud groan is heard from cherry who rolls her eyes, obviously she’s lost.

she pulls out a fifty dollar bill and tosses it to steve, it must have been some sort of bet.

sylvia looks at dally and notices her best friend is missing.

“hey dallas, where has your boytoy gone?” she jokes with a hint of curiosity in her tone whilst tilting her head slightly before she is cut off by said boy sticking his head out from the kitchen hallway.

“im right here!” he calls out before going back to helping darry cook.

sylvia scoffs playfully “well why dont you come here then?” 

darry walks out with the tray of food whilst johnny follows behind with some glass plates. meanwhile the delicious smell of breakfast items fill the air.

two-bit practically looks like a cartoon wolf the way he’s eyeing the food, rushing to get a plate. “damn! this looks hella good.” he praises.

darry chuckles and pats his back, chuckling with a grin plastered on his face. “thanks bud, slow down or you’ll choke.” he warns.

darry was technically the “mom friend” of the group. he was always driving them around if they had no ride and he always provided them with assistance if they needed it, even in fights.

johnny felt like he finally found the right group of friends.

 he fit right in.

 johnny walked over and sat next to dally, leaning his head left to rest his head on his arm.

they all had a plate of food in their laps except for johnny.

dally looked down at his boyfriend and noticed he had not grabbed anything to eat yet. so he placed a hand on johnny’s thigh to grab his attention, leaning down to his ear to whisper something.

“aren’t you hungry? why don’t you eat?” he asked with concern in his voice but johnny quickly shuts that down.

“dont ya worry, i ate with darry in the kitchen.” he said before planting a discreet kiss on his lover’s cheek.

dally looks over to darry to spot him with no plate, proving that he had been telling the truth.

“alright then, sweetface.” he whispers, reaching to grab johnny’s hand to interlock them, rubbing the back of his hand with his thumb as he continued to eat.

ten minutes passed and everyone had finished, their plates gathered up in the sink whilst everyone was huddled up around a small coffee table.

dally had left a few minutes ago to go fetch the beer from his truck and it was taking quite a long time so they sent johnny to follow him.

“hes taking so long!” sylvia whined, flopping on her back while sherry began to braid her hair, concentration clear on her face.

they all nodded in agreement and ponyboy shoved johnny playfully “go check on him, john.” he said with a smile.

he nodded and got up to run after his boyfriend.

“ten bucks sayin’ they’re gonna make out.”

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johnny opened the front door silently and was met with the sight of dally leaning against the car, smoking a cigarette with the pack of beer in his other hand.

dally had gotten into cigarettes and all that bullshit after getting out of the cooler. it obviously had a stressful effect on him and johnny simply wishes he could erase that from his memory, but he knew he couldnt. so the next best thing to do, was to simply be there for him.

he stands there for a while, staring at his boyfriend with a small smile on his face, admiring him.

dally inhales one more puff of smoke before speaking.

“i can see you, baby.” he speaks in such a loving tone that makes johnny simply want to melt in his arms.

johnny giggles silently before walking over to his boyfriend, watching as he lifts his arm up for him to slide under.

johnny rests his head on dally’s chest whilst johnny rubs his back, inhaling one more cloud of smoke before throwing it down and stomping the cigarette out.

“ready to go back in and have some fun?” johnny asks  and dally nods, leaning closer to place a kiss on daniel’s temple.

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they walked back in hand in hand, reaching his hand up to showcase the beer.

everyone cheered at the sight of it, happy to finally get drunk after torturous months of beatings from the soc’s.

johnny and dally walked back to their designated seats, tossing the pack of beer to two-bit, who caught it with excitement. 

two-bit practically ripped open the package and passed a beer to everyone, saving two for himself.

they all popped it open with their teeth, except for johnny, dally opened it for him.

“well, heres to the rumble.” tim said, lifting his bottle in the air to signify a toast.

“to the rumble!” everyone repeated, clinking their bottle’s together before taking a drink. 

the whole room erupted in cheers whilst two-bit got out of his seat to set up the radio once more, playing “Wild One.” by jerry lee lewis.

“i ain’t never drunken before.” johnny mumbled to dally, noticing his czeyes watching him with a smirk.

“well then, whatcha think ‘bout it?” he asks, taking another swig of his drink. 

“it’s real nice.”

“bitter, ain’t it?” he questioned, letting out a small chuckle.

johnny nods and opens his mouth to answer but is stopped in his tracks by the girls running up to him.

“john, come here and do some karaoke with us!” sylvia laughed, obviously a bit tipsy.

“see you later, dal!” johnny bid farewell before running off with the broad’s.

The night played on, and johnny was…gone to say the least. He was feeling the alcohol harder than everyone else due to this being his first time. It was about 12:30 when they stopped doing karaoke rounds, not everyone was drunk but they were tipsy enough that their singing skills were affected heavily. 

Now sherry and marcia were doing ponyboy and sodapop’s hair, which had gotten exceptionally long since their last haircut. 

steve and johnny had gotten into it, repeatedly arm wrestling. steve would win with his left hand, and so they would switch hands. Claiming that it wasn’t fair because it wasn’t their ‘strong hand’. Then johnny would win with his right hand. This continued for far too long. 

“You guys realize that this is just going to be an endless cycle of you both winning back and forth, right?” darry chimed in, crunching on chips as he watched it play out. dallas nodded from where he sat between two-bit’s legs, on the floor. “Yeah, this is getting boring,” 

steve glared at the two of them, johnny groaned, throwing himself on the ground. 

“I was about to win, I know it..” steve said, confidently. 

johnny laughed, sitting up, “Nope,” he popped his ‘p’ annoyingly, a smirk tugging on his lips. “You definitely weren’t,” He said, drunkly. 

steve had slithered away, joining the ladies miserably. 

“mmm…”

“what was that, johnnycake?”

“im starving!”

he then looked over at darry with a pout, “Can you get me more food?” He asked, eyes wide. the older man rolled his eyes, getting up. 

dally laughed softly, but darry heard it, kicking him. 

darry had gotten up about 3 times to grab johnny and the rest of them food, and he was obviously getting tired of being the “designated driver” and adult of the group. 

dally winced for a second but couldn’t help but laugh as darry walked off, shaking his head. He crawled over to johnny, who was back to lying on the floor, flat on his back, arm over his face. 

dally leaned over him, hand resting on his arm, shaking him. “johnny...Hey johnny..” he said, voice sweet like it always was when he was alone with his lover. 

johnny groaned, flicking his arm up, throwing dally’s hand off, surprisingly. dallas tilted his head. Huh. 

“What was that for?” He asked, with a small laugh. 

johnny’s voice was slightly muffled against his arm. “I have a boyfriend,” he muttered. 

Oh?

 Oh, that’ll be fun.

“ Really ? Who is this boyfriend?” dallas held in a chuckle as he scooted closer to johnny, hand tracing his arm, up and down. johnny would throw it off each time.

“dal...He’s so so nice..” he smiled against his arm, leaning up to stretch his back for a second. 

dally smiled, a blush forming on his cheeks. “Can you look at me real quick?” he asked, and when johnny hesitated he chimed in, “I’ll stop touching, I swear!” 

he relented, moving his arm in a pained fashion, revealing his face to dally. So flushed and soft-looking. He was about to question dally but then his lips were met with a kiss. 

dallas pecked johnny quickly, being pushed away immediately by him who gasped dramatically. He scooted as far back as he could. “I have a boyfriend!” He shouted, only slightly confused at how similarly the blond in front of him resembled his boyfriend. 

dally finally let himself laugh, falling to the ground, hair falling in his face. 

johnny eyebrows knit together, pout formed, shaking his head disapprovingly “My boyfriend is not going to like this,” 

dally smiled up at him, containing his laughter before sitting up and across from him. “I am your boyfriend, john,” 

johnny stared at him, confusion clear on his face as he looked dally up and down. He bit his lip, eyes wandering as he took in the information, probably questioning if that was true or not. 

Then it seemed to click with him and his eyes went wide and his face flushed red. He gasped at the same time that dally began to giggle. 

“You are!!” he yipped, practically tackling dallas down, arms wrapping around his waist. dally laughed, legs wrapping around johnny hips to stabilize the two of them. 

“Yeah! I am!” He did his best to match johnny’s energy. He was like a little puppy. 

he unwrapped his arms, brought his hands up to dally’s cheeks, cupping them and staring into his eyes. “I can’t believe this..” He sounded breathless as he spoke, as if in shock. 

dally’s face was smushed together by how hard johnny’s hands cupped his cheek but he didn’t mind all that much.

At this moment they were in their little world, as they always were when they were together, unaware of anything or anyone around them. Just Johnny and Dally. 

Except it wasn’t just Johnny and Dally. steve was watching them, a disgusted look on his face while everyone else watched in amusement. 

“Really? Get a room.” steve hollered, head on sodapop’s knee as he chugged down a can. 

They looked up from where they were, dallas’ face flushing as he looked away, embarrassed. He pushed johnny off of him, who landed on his ass with a pout. 

Of course, his pouting didn't last long because within seconds he was joining the rest of the group in a circle, pulling dallas with him. 

“Did you guys know he was my boyfriend?” he asked, tone as serious as possible.

sylvia looked at sherry, who looked at marcia, who looked at ponyboy and two-bit who then looked at steve and tim. Were they seriously going to play into drunk johnny’s confusion? 

“He’s your boyfriend?” Sylvia asked. 

Of course, they were. 

dallas shook his head in disapproval. He was allowed to mess with johnny, not them. 

“What! You didn’t know!?” he shouted, mouth agape. 

sherry could hardly contain her giggles as she buried her face in marcia’s shoulder. sylvia, deadpan just shrugged. 

“Did you guys know?” He turned to the boys. 

two-bit and ponyboy shrugged, “I knew it was a hot blonde, but I didn’t think you mean dal,” ponyboy said, fully unaware that he just called dally hot. 

two-bit played along, “Yeah, thought you meant some broad,”

johnny’s mouth was agape, eyebrows raised in utter shock as he listened to them. “For real?” 

steve rolled his eyes, chucking a throw pillow in johnny’s direction. “They all knew you guys were dating, now can we talk about anything else?”

“I agree,” dally chimed in. 

johnny sighed, before nodding in aggreance. 

Everyone stayed quiet for a minute until johnny finally spoke up again. 

“Isn’t he cute?” 

Everyone groaned in unison, sodapop burying his head in a pillow at the same time two-bit threw his empty beer can in Johnny and Dally’s direction. 

“Who’s cute?” darry asked a bowl of tater tots in his hand and chips in his other. He sat between Johnny and the coffee table, setting the bowls in the middle of the lot of them. 

dally sighed, throwing his head into his hands dramatically. “Me, apparently,” 

johnny giggled, “I mean, look at that face..” darry stared down at dally as if examining his face to prepare his answer. He shrugged, throwing a tot in his mouth. “He’s okay,” 

“Okay!?” 

Everyone but darry groaned, prepared for the rant johnny was about to go on. dally buried his face into his hands, embarrassment creeping into him. 

He was definitely going to catch an earful from everyone the next morning, telling him to control his boyfriend. 

He shouldn’t have let johnny get so drunk, even if it was kinda cute that he was showing him off and being sweet. 

Hopefully, johnny wouldn’t end up remembering all of this in the morning. 

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It was about 10 am when johnny woke up, head pounding and body sweaty. He slowly opened his eyes, greeted by the sun shining through a huge window and the smell of bacon waking him up. He sat up, wincing when a rush of pain shot to his head. 

He was never drinking again, thats for certain.

He looked around. The room was cleaner than he remembered, and he realized that whoever woke up first had straightened up. He slowly made his way off the couch, his denim jacket sticking to his sweaty back. He stripped it off, leaving him in a white shirt. 

He made his way to the kitchen where he was greeted by darry and sodapop in aprons, bickering over who got to make what, and steve, ponyboy, dallas, and two-bit standing around the table. 

“Look who’s finally awake,” ponyboy smiled, raising a mug of coffee in johnny’s direction. 

johnny rolled his eyes, walking over to the group. He suddenly noticed how pink dally’s face was and how two-bit, steve, and darry were holding in giggles. 

“What’s happening right now..?” johnny hesitantly asked, looking at dally for answers but receiving nothing but a pitiful look. 

two-but began to crack up, shaking his head. 

“You don’t remember?” steve asked, amused. 

“Remember what? Me beating you in arm wrestling?” He challenged. Though that really was the last thing he remembered. 

steve scoffed, “No. you paraded dal around like a dog, being all romantic and gross,” 

johnny blushed, looking at dally who seemed to shrink at the mention. “Did I?” he asked, surprised. 

dally nodded, “You did in fact do that,” 

“Wha- Why didn’t you guys stop me?” He asked eyebrows knit together. 

sodapop chuckled, “It was kind of funny,”

“I thought it was kinda cute,” darry chimed in, a plate of pancakes in his hands. He set the plate down on the dining table. 

johnny groaned, throwing his head into his head. “I am never drinking with you guys again,” He muttered. 

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