The outsiders smut and imagines

"Your bleeding a hell of alot"

Soooo my first story backkkk kind of exciteddd
Lets start back up with some fluff 😋

Warnings: swearing?

Background: you're single and a Curtis sister

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     It was about an hour after the rumble. Everyone was beaten and bloody and mud stained their clothes. You and the rest of the gang made their way back to the Curtis house.

     Darry wasn't too happy with you. He had insisted you stay home and not gotten involved. But you were 17 after all, you could make most of your own decisions.  You were a great fighter, but no matter how good the fighter, no one has metal skin.

     You made your way into the house and plopped onto the couch. Two-bit made his way to the kitchen fridge to get a round of drinks for everybody. As you all finally start to settle down dally points something out.

     "Y/N, are you okay? You're bleeding a hell of a lot. It's all down your shirt if you haven't noticed." He motions to the cut in your shirt, peering inside the hole you see a gash, not to deep but still caused by a blade. There was so much adrenaline coursing through your veins you couldn't even feel it very much. But now the pain hit you like a truck.

     "Oh, shit. Yeah I guess I am. I'll go get a new shirt on." You stand up to go get a clean shirt on. "A new shirt ain't gonna do nuthin. Go to the bathroom, I'll patch you up." Dally calls out to stop you from going to get a new shirt so soon. You reluctantly go to the bathroom.

     You grab the medical supplies from the cabinet. Dally walks in not short after. "Can do much with your shirt on, can I? Take it off, sit on the counter." Dally doesn't leave room for discussion or protest as he digs through the medicine bag. She gets out alcohol, gauze, and a wrap. He also grabs paper towels. You hesitate to remove your shirt but you do anyway.

      You hop onto the counter, sitting on the edge. Dal sets the supplies on the opposing side of the sink. "We'll get that lip and eye brow fixed up too." You nod. He moves to stand between your legs as you sit on the counter. He focuses on your split eyebrow as he wipes it with alcohol. You wince slightly as he applies the alcohol.

(Yall always be doing too much it's just Alkahal)
Tiktok reference ⬆️ 😭

     He ignores your wincing and continues cleaning the cut.You sit there on the counter, something about the situation is so hot. Maybe it's the fact that he's standing between your legs. Maybe it's the fact he's staring at your lips, even though it's a different reason. Maybe it's the fact that you're shirtless. Maybe it's the fact that he's dally. Who knows.

     He finishes on your eyebrow and moves down. He looks at the cut on your side. "It's not too deep, I hope I never find the fucker that did that or else I'll be going to jail." He gets more alcohol on the paper towel and dabs at the cut. This time when he hears you wince and whine he stops. "I know it hurts but I kinda have to. Im sorry"

     He continues to dab at it, he hits a specific spot and yup wince louder. You instinctively grab his arm to stop him. He looks up at you. "I'm sorry but if I don't it'll get infected." He uses his other free hand and grabs yours. "Just squeeze my hand if it hurts, you wincing is really annoying."

     You roll your eyes bot listen anyway. You squeeze his hand super hard when it hurts. He looks up at you. "Can you move the band on your bra up a little, it's in my way." You hesitate a little but eventually do it. With your band moving up so does the cup, it exposes just a little of your under boob. You can tell he sees because he looks up a little, blushes, and then fixated his eyes downward. It's not much to see at all but it gets his mind running.

     After he wraps you up he stands up. He looks over your face, a little busted up but still beautiful. "Do you want me to wipe your lip off? It's covered in blood and it's busted open." He grabs a wipe and waits for your response. As you nod he moves a little closer, he wipes gently at your lip. Getting all the blood off. Everything about the situation is so hot. "Can I kiss you?" The words came out of your mouth before you could process it.

     He doesn't answer you, but he doesn't really need to. He subtly closes the bathroom door, hoping the sound of the guys playing cards is loud enough to mask the sound of the lock. He leans forward and gently kisses you. He doesn't want to hurt your lip any more that it is so he lets you set the pace. Something he hasn't done for a girl in a long time.

     As you guys kiss his hand travels from your back down you side. He tries to avoid the cut and he rests his hands on your thighs. A few seconds later buzzkill Darry knocks on the door. "Dallas Winston why is this door locked!?" Dally pulls away. You can see some of the blood from your lip on his face but you don't mention it, not right now. Dallas unlocks the door and sees an angry Darry.

     "Y/N did he do anything to you?" Darry asks, clearly angry. "No dar. He didn't. You're overreacting." Darry looks between the two of you. Darry looks at you "go put a shirt on, please" then he looks to dal "and you, keep your mouth off of my sisters. I can see her blood on your face. Wipe it off."

     He storms off and leaves you two there. You hurry out to go get a shirt on and he wipes his face. He walks back out and sits with the others on the couch. The whole night is filled with awkward glances but eventually you have to go to bed and he has to go home.

Anywayyyy that's really long 😓