Flowers & Cigarettes: Outsiders One-Shots

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) (Dally)

The streets of Tulsa echoed with the distant sounds of life, the night settling in with a cool embrace as Dally Winston leaned against the worn brick of an alley, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. His gaze swept over the passing cars and the occasional pedestrians, his mind lost in a maze of thoughts and memories. It was then that he caught sight of her—a girl with collarbone-length brown hair, ends kissed by streaks of blonde, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold secrets he couldn't fathom. Her name was Morgan, and she carried an air of mystery that drew Dally's curiosity like a moth to flame.
Morgan noticed Dally's gaze and approached, her steps confident yet graceful. "You look like you're a million miles away," she remarked, her voice carrying a hint of intrigue.Dally smirked, taking a drag from his cigarette. "Maybe I am. What's it to you?"Morgan shrugged, a playful glint in her eyes. "Just making conversation. Life's too short to be lost in your thoughts all the time."Their banter continued as they strolled through the dimly lit streets, exchanging stories of their pasts and dreams for the future. Dally found himself surprisingly at ease in Morgan's presence, her easygoing nature a stark contrast to the harsh realities of his world.As they reached a quiet park bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, Dally leaned against a park bench, his gaze fixed on the stars above. "You know," he began, his voice softer than usual, "sometimes I wonder if there's more to life than this."Morgan joined him, her eyes scanning the night sky. "I know what you mean. It's easy to get caught up in the darkness and forget about the light."Their conversation drifted into deeper territories, touching on fears and vulnerabilities they rarely shared with others. Dally found himself opening up in ways he hadn't before, the weight of his burdens feeling a little lighter in Morgan's presence."Morgan," Dally said, turning to look at her, "there's something about you. Something that makes me want to believe in things I've long given up on."Morgan met his gaze, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Dally, we all have shadows. But sometimes, it's in the darkness that we find the courage to face our demons."Their eyes locked, the unspoken understanding between them filling the silence with a sense of connection neither could deny. And then, in a moment that felt both inevitable and unexpected, Dally closed the distance between them, his lips meeting Morgan's in a kiss that spoke volumes of unspoken emotions.It was a kiss that tasted of possibility and redemption—a moment of clarity in a world shrouded in shadows. In that fleeting connection, Dally and Morgan found a flicker of hope—a beacon in the darkness that promised a new beginning.As they pulled away, their breaths mingling in the cool night air, Dally whispered, "You're something else, Morgan. Something I never knew I needed."Morgan smiled, her eyes reflecting the moon's gentle glow. "And you, Dally, you're not as lost as you think. We can navigate these shadows together."And in that quiet moment, surrounded by the whispers of the night and the promise of a shared journey, Dally and Morgan knew that they had found something rare—a connection forged in the unspoken depths of their souls, where love and understanding intertwined in a delicate dance.The days turned into weeks, and Dally found himself seeking out Morgan's company more and more. They explored hidden corners of the city, shared laughter and secrets, and found solace in each other's presence. It was during one of their late-night walks that Dally felt a shift in their relationship, a subtle yet undeniable pull towards something deeper."Morgan," Dally said one evening as they sat on a park bench, the city's lights twinkling in the distance, "there's something I need to tell you."Morgan turned to him, her eyes curious. "What is it, Dally?"Dally took a deep breath, his usual bravado faltering for a moment. "I... I care about you, Morgan. More than I thought I could care about anyone."Morgan's expression softened, her gaze meeting his with warmth and understanding. "I care about you too, Dally. You've shown me a side of myself I didn't know existed."The words hung in the air between them, unspoken but felt in every shared moment and lingering glance. And then, as if guided by an invisible thread, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a kiss that spoke of newfound feelings and unspoken promises.It was a kiss that tasted of vulnerability and courage—a leap of faith into the unknown. In that moment, Dally and Morgan knew that their connection was more than fleeting—it was a bond forged in the depths of their souls, where love and redemption intertwined in a dance as old as time.As they pulled away, their hearts racing in sync with each other, Dally whispered, "I never thought I'd find someone like you, Morgan."Morgan smiled, her eyes shining with affection. "And I never thought I'd find someone who sees me for who I truly am, scars and all."And in that quiet moment, surrounded by the whispers of the night and the promise of a shared future, Dally and Morgan knew that they had found something rare—a love that defied expectations and embraced the shadows, where broken pieces found their place in a beautiful mosaic of healing and hope.