Safety Pins and Bin Liners by Dog Rose
"So what are you, then?" Bodie nudged washboard ribs with a friendly elbow. "Rebel With a Cause, eh?"
Doyle grinned. "Yeah."
Doyle turned, and the fading grey light from the window silhouetted him there, in his black leather jacket, white t-shirt, and faded denims. He gave Bodie a smouldering Marlon Brando look.
"What have you got?"
It has to be love, Bodie thought. Or at least some form of insanity.