The Outsiders: Tally

Intoxicating

Tim uses a new cologne that drives Dallas crazy.

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Dallas came over to the Curtis household, cold and starving. He expected Darrel to be working hard in the kitchen, preparing something. However, he was greeted by the rest of the hungry gang.

"Darry's not home yet?" Dallas exclaimed.

"No. I guess he's being kept behind at work," Ponyboy suggested.

"Fuck me, man," Dallas sighed, "I'm fucking starving."

"So are we," Steve said, "So, you're gonna have to suffer with us."

Dallas slumped against the couch, looking over at Ponyboy and Johnny. The black-haired greaser's head was in the auburn's lap as Ponyboy stroked his head lazily. He couldn't help but smirk at them. It reminded him of when Tim would have his head in his lap and purr while the blond combed his fingers through his hair. He sunk his head into his shirt. Once he got some food in him, he had to visit his boyfriend. He was missing him intensely.

The screen door opened, causing all of the gang's heads to whip around. It revealed the redhead, invoking a groan out of everyone.

"Dammit. It's not Dare," Steve groaned, shaking his head.

"He's not here?" Two-Bit said.

"Yeah. And he has to make dinner," Sodapop sighed.

"Can't you and Pony cook?" Two-Bit accused the two brothers. Steve and Dallas looked at the Curtis brothers, waiting for their excuses.

"We can make breakfast," Ponyboy said with a rolling of his eyes, "But not dinner. Darry's the best at that."

"What's taking him so long, anyway? I'm fucking starving," Dallas complained.

Suddenly, Two-Bit chimed in.

"What do y'all have?" he asked, walking over to the kitchen.

"Uh, pasta, some leftover rotisserie..." Sodapop thought back.

"How does macaroni and cheese sound, fellas?" Two-Bit asked the gang confidently.

Dallas stifled a chuckle before laughing outright, the gang following his footsteps, except for Johnny, who was falling asleep.

"You? Cook? Please, Two," Dallas snorted, "Don't kid yourself."

"Hey! I can cook! I'm not as much of a deadbeat as you think I am," Two-Bit shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh really? I'd like to see that," Steve said.

"And you're gonna. I'm gonna make a mean mac n' cheese. Just you wait," Two-Bit grinned.

Dallas cocked an eyebrow. This was going to be a shit show.

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To be concise, Dallas was deeply mistaken. Two-Bit was able to cook up the best macaroni and cheese the blond has ever tasted. It was nice and crunchy on the top while being soft and moist on the bottom. He almost had three plates before realizing he was too full to have another one. Darrel came home and pulled Two-Bit aside, leaving the rest of the gang in the dining room.

"I gotta take some home," Dallas said, almost jumping out of his chair in order to get a plastic container from the cupboard. In reality, the blond wanted to bring some to Tim's place. He didn't want to come over empty-handed.

"Wait. What if Darry wants some?" Johnny proposed.

"Go ask him," Dallas said impatiently, looking at the remaining macaroni and cheese greedily.