Whumptober Day 20 - Dallas Winston
Dallas Winston x gn!reader
Prompt: "Who did this to you?"
Trigger Warnings: Canon typical violence, swearing
Summary: You get jumped, Dally plots revenge.
You should have been paying better attention. If you'd been paying attention, you would've seen the socs coming from a mile away. And if you had seen them coming then surely you would have had the good sense enough to take a shortcut home, or to the Curtis house, or at least to the DX station where Steve and Sodapop could've scared them off.
Your thoughts raced in these circles as you limped down the street, back in the direction of home.
They hadn't even given you time to fight back before they had dragged you off into an alley, to give you one hell of a soaking. One smart comment in earshot of the wrong person had given you a swollen eye, a busted lip, and some number of other bruises littering the rest of your body.
"Holy shit, (y/n), is that you?"
"You don't look so good."
You turned, finding Ponyboy and Johnny leaning against the side of a corner store, smoking. Before you could even open your mouth, Ponyboy was pulling you out of foot traffic, and Johnny was lighting a cigarette to place between your still shaking fingers.
"What the hell happened?"
"Don't ask 'em that, ain't it obvious? It was the damn socs!" Ponyboy exclaimed.
You nodded, taking a drag of the cigarette, "Shoulda seen it coming. I slagged off that damn Chet what's his name in fifth period and someone musta heard me."
"Christ! wait till Dallas hears!" Ponyboy exclaimed.
"Wait till Dallas hears what?"
At the sudden sound of your boyfriends voice, the boys jumped, turning to Dally and beginning to stutter out that they found you like that. Of course, Dallas heard none of that as soon as he caught sight of your busted up face.
He was pushing them aside and taking the sides of your face in his hands, "Who did this to you?"
"Dal-"
"Who did this?" He asked again, barely holding back his anger.
You glanced away before meeting his eyes again, "Chet something or other- he runs with Gregg Parkers gang."
Dally nodded, releasing you, and running a hand over his face, thinking for a moment.
"It's fine Dal, I was practically asking for it-"
"No, no, no, none of that shit, doll. That little slime ball, is going to pay for messing with what's mine," There was something hard in his tone, in his protectiveness that tugged at your chest, as he turned to Pony and Johnny, "Listen, you two get them back to the house, see if Darry's got that first aid kit of his stocked up, alright?"
Ponyboy and Johnny nodded duitifly as he continued, "Then I want you to get Two-Bit, and Steve, hell, anyone you can find, and send 'em to meet me over at Buck's. I gotta go find Shepard."
"What about us?" Pony asked.
"You stay with (y/n), alright? I don't need Darry hounding me about dragging you into this, too." He looked around the street, before turning back to you.
"Dallas..." You tried to protest again.
"C'mere," Dally pulled you into his arms, briefly, and pressing an uncharacteristically chaste, gentle kiss to your temple, "Let me do this."
Without another word he was heading off down the street, and Johnny and Ponyboy began to corral you back towards the Curtis house, so that Darry could patch you up.
Eventually, Dally, Two-Bit and Steve would return to the Curtis house, and with bloody knuckles, Dally would join you on the couch, holding you close, happy in knowing that you were safe.