Outsiders Preferences, Imagines And Headcannons

Finding Out You Self Harm

Trigger warning!

Ponyboy- You were sitting in your room and studying with Ponyboy. Your back was facing the door at his desk.

He left the room and you rolled up your sleeves, looking at the new cuts with dried blood.

"What's that?!" Ponyboy freaked as he scared you. You screamed and covered your arm. "D-Do you cut??" He looked upset.

You nodded and he sat down. "It's ok." He hugged you tight and you cried in his shoulder.

Johnny- You and Johnny were sitting in the lot, telling each other secrets because y'all trusted each other with you lives.

Soon, you had to say a secret. You ran out of secrets so you decided to show your last one. "Ok. You cannot get mad." You said.

He nodded and you took off your shirt. Johnny had seen you shirtless before. Nothing new.

You showed him the scars on your shoulder and near your ribs. He looked at you and you just stared into a fake half grin. "I like them." You gave him a weird look as he spoke. "I mean!" He stuttered. "They look hot on you. I MEAN!" He struggled you laughed and leaned in to just kiss him and he kissed back.

Dallas- You were arguing with your boyfriend, Dallas, one day because he found your razor you cut yourself with. "I'M FINE, DALLAS!"

"No, you're not!"

"Yes, I am!"

"Then show me your arm." He wouldn't stop until he new he was right. You were silent for a second. "SHOW ME YOUR ARM!" He yelled and you jumped. His eyes were soon full of regret and he came over to you. "I didn't mean to yell." He pulled you in and hugged you. "I promise. I'm just...worried." You cried into his chest. "I don't want you doing what I did."

You looked up at him. "We're in this together, doll." He kissed your forehead and you stayed like that for a while.

Sodapop (and Steve)- You decided to wear shorts instead of jeans today and go to work at the DX.

You sat on the counter as Sodapop and Steve came in and they both smiled at you.

"Hey, Y/N!" Sodapop greeted.

"Hey!"

Steve ruffled your hair. You laughed and fixed it. "Thanks, Steve!" You said sarcastically.

"What are those?" You looked over at Sodapop looking at your legs. My heart stopped when you realized Sodapop was asking about your scars.

"Um..."

"Did you fall?" Soda said Steve was staring. "Did your cat cut you??"

Soon, Steve smacked him upside the head. You were uncomfortable with the situation and Steve clearly understood what they were. Steve whispered to Soda. "Ohhhhhh!" Soda said. Then stopped and look at you with sorrow. "Oh..."

"Don't be mad!" You blurted.

"We're not." Steve gave me a sympathetic smile and you gave one back.

Darry and Two-Bit- You were talking to Two-Bit and Darry while the other guys went to a movie. You were watching Mickey Mouse when you started scratching your arm. "Y/N?" Two asked. You looked over and followed his gaze to your arm, it had your scars from your razor and your nails.

"Cat." You lied.

"What?" Darry asked and came over, you covered your arm but Two took it and showed him your arm. "Oh. Y/N, I need you to help me with this crossword." You knew Darry was lying but you went anyways.

He lead you into to the kitchen where Two couldn't see nor hear. Darry put his thumbs in the belt loops of his jeans. "Those are not your cats. I won't tell anyone else. Ok?"

You nodded. You were soon brought closer to Darry as he hugged you. You wrapped your arms around his built body and you slowly started crying.

Tim- You looked over at Tim, you were playing truth or dare with Dallas. "Y/N. Truth or Dare?" Tim asked.

You smirked. "Dare."

"Take off your shirt." He smirked back.

I looked over at Dallas, pleading for help. "That's not a good idea Tim, she's cold."

"Well. You said dare, face the consequences." Tim kept his smirk.

You gulped and took off your shirt, leaving you in your tank top. You crossed your arms. "Tim. Truth or dare." You spat.

"Dare."

"I dare you to kiss Dallas."

The dude popped up and kissed Dallas then sat down. "Ok then..." Dallas chuckled.

"Y/N, truth or dare?"

"I'll just watch you two play." Dallas sat back.

"Dare." You accidentally said and cursed yourself.

"Uncross your arms so your cold."

"Tim, seriously-" Dallas started.

"Come on." Tim pleaded.

You slowly uncrossed your arms, shaking now. Tim was gonna say something but he snapped his head toward your arms. "I-I'm sorry, Y/N. I-"

"It's fine." You faked a smile. And you guys continued playing.

This SUCKED!!!!! I'm sorry!!!