The Outsiders: Tally

Cold

Dallas gets caught in the rain and needs a working tub.

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Spring brought many things to Tulsa. Both good and bad. It brought green to the once dead scenery and a multitude of animals out of their hiatus. But it also brought rain. Lots and lots of rain.

One day, Dallas was not so lucky. While walking around aimlessly, the blond was caught in a rainstorm. With a groan, he ran down the street as water soaked through his clothes and drenched his hair. He noticed Tim's house up ahead. After a swift jump onto the porch, he pounded on the door feverishly. The door opened, revealing Curly and his snorty laugh.

"Haha! You got caught in the rain, you fucking moron!" he chortled.

Dallas bared his teeth, his hands balling up into fists. The blond pushed Curly to the side, almost knocking him over. Tim soon appeared, running down the steps.

"Oh, man," Tim snickered, "You really did get caught, huh, babe?"

"Shut up," Dallas grumbled. He shuffled into the house, shivering slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Tim apologized, "Come upstairs and get out of those clothes."

Dallas begrudgingly followed Tim upstairs, his wet bellbottoms slapping against the stairs. They arrived at the bathroom, Tim turning the light on.

"Alright," Tim sighed, running the faucet, "Get undressed."

Dallas remained as still as possible, despite his shivering. Tim looked behind him and raised an eyebrow.

"Dal, you gotta get out of those clothes," he said, standing up, "Or else you'll get sick."

"One, that's a myth," Dallas scoffed, "And two... I would like some privacy."

"Privacy?" Tim nearly laughed, "What do you need privacy for? I've seen your body plenty o' times."
"I just want privacy this time," Dallas pleaded, "Please."

Tim widened his eyes, but remained compliant.

"Um, okay, yeah," Tim nodded, "I'll leave. Let me know if you need anything."

Tim quickly exited the bathroom, leaving the blond alone.

-

Tim made his way downstairs somberly. Both Curly and Angela were in the living room, one painting her toenails while the other watching television. The younger Shepard noticed his brother and looked at him questioningly.

"What's up with you?" he said.

"Nothin'," Tim sighed.

"Aww," Angela started, faking a pouty lip, "Poor Tim didn't get his dick sucked for helping?"

Curly snorted while Tim flashed them his middle finger.

"Shut the fuck up," he barked, entering the kitchen.

Curly abruptly got up, alerting Angela.

"Where are you going?" she scoffed, looking Curly up and down.

"I gotta go take a piss," Curly said, "Why? You wanna come?"

"Ugh!" Angela recoiled, "Hell no."

"So stay out of my business," Curly shrugged his shoulders, pursing his lips before making his way upstairs.

-

Dallas sunk deeper into the steaming water until half of his face was submerged. However, he immediately jumped and wrapped his arms around his chest when the bathroom door opened. Curly looked over at Dallas and rolled his eyes.