The Outsiders oneshots/short stories

《 Dallas Winston x Asexual Reader 》

A/N: so ik I said on my ao3 I was on a hiatus but I saw this heart reaching video on my TikTok fyp and I wanna write it with some of the boys so y'all get to see it first <3
Furthermore I wrote this for me so I understand if no one likes or reads is but idc. Any aphobia or homophobia will result in both a report and a block.

Asexuality is defined as experiencing little to no sexual attraction. While it is a spectrum the reader in this case is sex repulsed and doesn't like so much as kissing.

You were going to tell him. You had to tell him. You'd been dating for a month and had loved him since you met but you couldn't keep hiding this anymore. You'd always made excuses for times when you knew he may want to and say you don't like PDA when he'd try and kiss you but this couldn't last forever. He needed to know, you needed him to know. You'd cried so much over this the last few days but you were as ready as you could be.

Dally and you had made plans to go watch a movie and then walk home together, with your parents out of town you knew what he must be thinking. You had heard so many one night stand and ex stories and rumors at school and around town. You knew what he was like. What he liked. But you still let yourself say yes when he asked you out. Why had you done this? It was going to hurt. You knew that as much. He wouldn't be the first boy you dated, the rest had all left too when they realized they would get nothing from you.

He picked you up by your house and drove you both to the drive in. Some cheesy rom-com film was playing, you both laughed and made jokes throughout it all. It was a lovely night but the feeling in your stomach, the anxiety, wouldn't cease.

You left your thoughts when he parked on the street in front of your house and got out. He came over like the gentleman he always was with you and opened your door for you. You both went in your house and sat down on the couch to watch some TV. Your head was on his shoulder and little by little you could feel it happening. He started with grazing your fingers, than holding them, then caressing them. You could feel him staring at you. His other arm around your back pulled you closer as he kissed your head. "Y/N," he said softly. You looked up at him and you knew. Those eyes. Those damn eyes. You wanted to let him kiss you, wanted to give him whatever he wanted but deep down you knew you had to speak up.

He started to lean in slowly but then you got up abruptly. Throwing his arms off you. You stood in silence facing away from him for almost a minute. He knew something was wrong, that something has been bothering you but he had no clue what. He thought you were happy. Were you breaking up with him? Could you not stand to let him so much as touch you? His thoughts were racing nearly as much as yours.

"I-," you started, stuttering and voice shaking as you were on the verge of tears still not looking at him. "I have something to tell you. We- we need to talk. And- and you're not going to like it and-"

"Are you breaking up with me?" he asked his own voice for once quiet, almost a whisper.

"No- No oh god no!" You yelled turning around to face him, "I- I just- I have something to say- and- and I'm scared you're gonna hate me afterwards." And boom. The tears just started flooding.

"I- I'm asexual!"

You said it you actually said it. He was silent, that was a bad sign and in the low glow of the tv screen you couldn't make out his face. One minute. The tears were now streaming down your face. Two. You began violently sobbing. He was going to leave you. You knew it. You were right.

Suddenly he got up and enveloped you in a tight hug. You sobbed into his chest. "I'm sorry," he whispered into your ear, "I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't tell me." It took a while to calm down but he held you the whole time, whispering reasurances in your ears. "I'm not going anywhere doll, I'm right here, it's okay."

A while later you finally spoke, "You're- you're not gonna leave me? Ya promise? You know what being asexual means, you know what your signing on for?"

"I know doll, I know. And I don't care. I love you and missing out on sex isn't going to change that. I would never want to make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe with me."

'i love you'

He said he loved you. In that moment you felt so warm and loved that you couldn't even feel the tears still brimming your eyes until he wiped them away.

You both feel asleep that night holding one another on your couch watching TV. And the next morning you woke up in each others' arms. Just like you would almost every day for the rest of your lives. No sex. No kisses. But that was fine for you both- fine for him. Because so long as he had you in his life those didn't matter.