after just about the world’s messiest break-up, you try to date again. however, you can’t seem to find anybody with that same charm your ex had :((
cw -> language, dallas being petty, suggestive at the end.
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dallas wants to laugh when he gets your call.
when his sleep had been disturbed by the gentle ringing of the phone, he hadn’t expected to hear your voice on the other end. let alone you begging him to come get you after a first date gone wrong.
if it had been any other girl or any other circumstance period, he would’ve said no. but something about the way dallas could hear your voice cracking- he could perfectly picture the tears welling, threatening to ruin your big, batty, faux lashes. it was just enough to make him pity you. so, dallas found himself shrugging on a tank top and driving all the way to some crappy diner. all for you.
you stood outside the crappy dinner, arms crossed and goosebumps galore on your soft skin. as dallas rolled up, parking right beside you as he leaned over to open the janky door for you. he fought back a grin as you sat down.
maybe it was from seeing you desperate and back to him, after all the shit you talked when you broke up with him. maybe it was from seeing you in your little strapless black dress. the same dress he vividly recalled taking off of you, the same fabric he had nearly torn from desperation too many times to count.
“what? new boyfriend not have his license or somethin’?” dallas murmured, grabbing a pack of kool’s out of the glovebox.
dallas leaned the pack over to you, gesturing for you to take one. it was almost enough to make you smile, nostalgia taking over.
“said he didn’t have enough gas to drive me home and back to his.” you whispered, practically getting second hand embarrassment from the boy’s words.
dallas’ deep chuckle, voice raspy from sleep made you wet as you looked over at him. something about him was so pretty in that moment. hair tousled from sleeping, tired eyes, and the way moonlight illuminated his muscles perfectly. it almost made you miss him.
almost.
as dallas was about to put the car back in drive, he paused. blinking, he stared at your skin, soft and covered in goosebumps. the sight of your thighs, barely covered from your mini dress, pressed tight together. he looked away quickly, before he got a very obvious bulge in his grey sweats.
“why’d you forget a coat? gonna freeze to death in that lil’ dress.” dallas grumbled, leaning back to grab his brown leather jacket from the backseat.
“sorry…”
before putting the car in drive, he tossed you the jacket. the gentle smell of his cologne, aftershave, and cigarette smoke lingered on the jacket. it would’ve smelled terrible to just about anybody else. but not you.
it was awkward, really. sitting in a car with your ex boyfriend, tears dripping down your chin and onto your chest because your new date went terrible.
“why’re you crying over that fuckin’ loser, doll?” the nickname rolled off his tongue so effortlessly, and it slightly stung hearing it again.
“you don’t even know him, dally.” you looked over at him, almost grinning at his demeanor.
dallas paused for a moment, eyes peering at you before focusing back on the road.
“course i do.” he hummed. “y’think people don’t tell me shit?”
the car went back into the terrible silence, tension thick in the air. when dallas stops the car, offering to take you back to his place, you say yes. despite everything in your brain telling you not to.
it’s no surprise to either of you when you end up in his bed, bent over with your thong around your knees as he ruts into you from the back. dallas’ thrusts were making you dizzy with pleasure, and it reminded you why you stayed with him for so long.
after you both finish he holds you in his arms while talking shit about the guy you saw earlier in the evening.
nobody could ever love you again. at least, not how dally did.
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PT. 2 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ INTRODUCING- ALL OF MY THE OUTSIDERS !READERS.
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⤑ exgf!reader - best paired with exbf!dallas winston.
⤑ every rose has its thorns, and exgf!reader is no different. textbook definition of ‘gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss,’ her and dallas have a very complicated relationship. despite the constant on-and-off situation, dallas will still be the one wiping her tears late at night like he wasn’t the one who caused them. she’ll always go on and on to her friends about how she’s done with dallas, just to take him back that same week after seeing him at buck’s. think of her whenever your friends beg you not to text that one guy back, when you listen to lana del rey, and smoke a cigarette late at night on your porch.
⤑ innocent!reader. - best paired with tattooartist!tim shepard.
⤑ unlike her many counterparts, innocent!reader is everything they’re not. soft, sweet, and sheltered, she’s often ostracized from the other soc’s. maybe it’s because she doesn’t understand the rigorous social codes that come with the money, or because she doesn’t understand that greasers only exist to ‘hurt you.’ from a young age, she’s only hung around greasers. she notices the whispers whenever she walked through the hallways of will rogers with angela, evie, and sylvia back in highschool, but it never occurred to her to mind. think of her whenever you see a photo of priscilla presley, listen to lesley gore, and wear a pretty babydoll dress.
what was the worst fight ex dallas and ex reader had
those two manage to get into a fight about anything and everything sister 🤧 i’d say the worst one was when they went on a break and dallas got back with sylvia and reader was pisseddddd
it’s ok tho cuz exbf! dallas and exgf! reader are actually soulmates, they end up being end game fr 🤞