Authors Notes - So, I'm not dead! I'm finally updating and putting at least six drabbles per chapter. Things No One Notices is going to be redone.
Disclaimer - I don't own the Outsiders. S.E. Hinton does. I am making absolutely no money from this.
Prompt 011 - Friends
Rating/Warnings - PG, for brief of violence
They had been friends first. Met on the streets of downtown Tulsa, when a couple Socs tried to jump Dallas. Tim simply happened to walk by and helped him beat the two boys. When Dally made a snide remark, the two of them began a fight of their own only to end up as friends a few minutes later. No one understood it because hoods like Tim Sheppard didn't have friends. Since that day though, they had been buddies and nothing short of death could tear them apart.
Prompt 069 - Jealously
Rating/Warnings - PG, for some language
Tim swears he's never hated a girl more in his life. Sylvia, Dally's latest conquest, hung all over him and it made Tim want to punch the girl. Dallas was his, damnit. Shaking his head, Tim wonders where the hell that thought came from. He can't possibly have feelings for another guy, let alone Dally.
Prompt 022 - Death
Rating/Warnings - PG, character death
"Dally's dead. Shot by a bunch o' cops last night."
Tim swears his heart stops and starts in his chest as the words leave his sister's mouth. Dallas, dead? No... he won't believe it. He wouldn't just leave Tim like that, let alone be shot down by some punk-ass cops. Angela is still talking but he can't hear her, lost in a spiral of denial and loss.
Prompt 032 - Sunset
Rating/Warnings - G, none
Johnny wanted him to do what? Dally stared at Ponyboy as though he was nuts. He shrugs non-commitedly before stalking off, feeling Pony's eyes on him as he walks away.
"You want to do what now?" Tim asks, confusion warring with amusement marking his tone. Dallas glares at him, not wanting to repeat it again. He shrugs, muttering something under his breath before reluctantly nodding and agreeing to watch it with him.
Later, they sit and watch the sunset from Tim's roof.
Prompt 065 - Healing
Rating/Warnings - PG, fluff and language
Tim is leaning back against Dally's chest, his nose killing him from being broken again for the third time. The hospital had wrenched it into place again but it still hurt like a fuck. Even though he's in pain, he can't think of any place he'd rather be than curled up with Dallas.
024. Choices
Rated - T or M
Warnings - Suicide, mention of character death
Life wasn't worth living now that Dallas was gone. He couldn't look at anything without memories overcoming him. The bed beneath him held too many memories of him and Dally but that didn't matter right now. The gun is shaking in his hands but it's his choice. Closing his eyes, Tim brings the gun to his temple. Cold, unforgiving metal touches his skin. His finger tightens on the trigger and he knows no more.