- Pairing: angel!reader x frat!rafe
- Summary: Rafe sees you with another guy and acts out of jealousy but like always, you make him crumble until he’s crawling back.
- Warnings: male masturbation & p in v.
Walking through the halls of the campus, backpack hanging on one shoulder, backwards hat on, Rafe had one idea in mind. He was meeting up with the boys to plan the next party at the frat house. They had the grand idea to use one of the study rooms to help organize everything. Usually, Rafe would never find himself anywhere near the library but he did find himself pausing at the sight of you sitting in a study room next to a boy who was too close for comfort.
Rafe blew out his cheeks at the sight, tightening the grip on his backpack strap as he walked right up to the glass wall and knocked on it. You lifted your head and furrowed your brows, excusing yourself as you exited the room.
"What are you doing here?" You asked gently, knowing Rafe would never be here on his own means.
At first, Rafe was silent, deciding whether to be an ass or act like he didn't care. You and him weren't exclusive so he felt he'd look like a pussy if he got all pissed and whined about it.
"Just meeting up with the guys, we're studying and shit."
Though he did want to impress you and say something better than using a study room to plan a party.
You narrowed your eyes, quickly calling his bullshit. Every time you tried to get Rafe to study with you it was like you were asking him to sit in a dark room for ten days with absolutely nothing to do.
"You're studying?" Rafe immediately knew you saw through his bullshit. He groaned and tilted his head back.
"Yeah, I'm studying. Is that so hard to believe?"
"Whatever- What are you doing, huh?" He said, nodding towards the guy inside the study room scrolling on his phone.
"Studying, just like you apparently"'
"Yeah but... who is that?"
You wanted to laugh in his face. You could already see that look in his eyes. It was the same look he had in the mornings when you'd try to get ready for class and he'd lie on top of you so you couldn't leave him.
"Your partner" He said flatly.
"What do you mean for what? For my lab. For my class."
"Right. So yall are just friends?"
"Not even. Just partners." You pat his bicep, which was straining because he felt like asserting his dominance and looking all big.
"Okay?" You let out a short laugh. "That's it?"
“Mm— Rafe!" You said as you started to laugh
He didn't answer, walking away because he felt dumb that he was very obvious with his jealousy. You walked away with a smile on your face and walked back into the room.
Rafe walked into his study room, and all the guys were already sprawled out around the room. They lazily greeted him as he sat down and threw his bag down on the table.
Rafe ran a hand over his face as he sat back.
That only caused Topper to laugh some more.
"Nothin' she's just studying with some guy in the room next door." He said it like he was already straining himself in order not to go back over there.
"And you're already acting like this?" Topper tipped his head back in laughter. “You’re fuckin’ gone man.”
"Whatever, let's just get this shit over with."
Finally, the boys managed to get their shit together just in time to throw a party together in six hours. By the time the sun started setting, the invites hit across campus, Rafe was hunched over his desk staring at his phone with a glare when topper came in.
"Nah, man she's still at the library or some shit."
"Yeah." Rafe groaned out as he threw his phone onto his desk, clicking off your location, and sat back in his chair.
"She's not fucking coming to my party. Don't ask me again. And don't come into my room unless people start showing up. Fuck.”
"Yo’ you needa’ relax and get your girl back, man. You're a fuckin' ass when you guys are arguing"
He said as he trailed out of Rafes' room, making sure to close his door before he pissed him off again.
Rafe rested his face in his hands and groaned loudly.
Halfway through the party and Rafes already six drinks in, looking for the nearest girl he can get to sleep with him. He doesn't wanna think of y/n. Doesn't wanna speak of her. Doesn't want to see her.
So he finds a girl to come up to his bedroom with him. He pushes her face down into the mattress, ass up as he immediately plunges into her. She moans and he reaches down to pull her hair and tell her to 'Shut the fuck up."
Whenever Rafe acts out like this, he uses girls as an escape. Though he always finds himself surprisingly displeased that they're nothing like you.
He doesn't finish. He pulls out of her when she does and pulls his pants back up. She dresses herself up as well and moves closer to cuddle Rafe.
He lets her because he doesn't wanna be an ass. It's not her fault but her touch irritates him.
"Yo.. I'm tired, so if you could yknow."
It takes her a minute to grasp what he's throwing, but she purses her lips into a line and nods. When she leaves Rafe heads into the shower, cleaning himself of touch he regrets.
He steps under the harsh stream of water, inhaling as he wipes his face. He can't help but think of you.
The smile on your face when you looked at him, the way your laugh sounded, and the way your eyes looked. He felt a lift between his legs and he didn't hesitate to grab himself. Tilting his head back, he braced a hand on the wall to stabilize himself. He moaned as he quickened the pace on his cock, squeezing it in the way he remembered you would.
A few minutes later and he was gently easing his come out. He always loved the way you slowed down when he came, making his eyes roll back as he held his breath. After he finished, he cleaned himself up and wrapped a towel around his waist. When he got out, he stared at himself in the mirror knowing he was the only one he could be mad at. Not that guy, not you. Just himself.
He was always too much of a pussy to ever ask you out. Always buying you dinner but eating it at the frat house up in his room so it wasn't a "real date"
Took you around parties but never claimed you when people asked him if you were his girlfriend.
The next time he sees her is in the dining hall eating breakfast, sliding into the chair next to her like he didn't completely spiral last night.
"Morning, gorgeous." Rafe flashes a soft grin your way and leans in next to you.
"Morning. Have fun last night?"
You knew of the party he threw last night, knew that he didn't invite you for some reason you didn't know. You just had to get it out of him.
"I should've seen it." You said, eyes flicking up to him to see his reaction.
He failed to respond after that. Rubbing his palms on his jeans as he tried to resist the urge to say anything.
You two spent the whole day like that, exchanging words but never really saying anything. Rafe only got worse, getting antsy and frustrated as the day passed. By his sixth heavy sigh, you turned over on your bed and faced him.
"Why are you breathing like that?"
"What? I can't breathe?" He asked sharply.
"I never said you couldn't breathe I asked why are you breathing like that."
"Okay, but you don't normally breathe like that."
"What if that's how I'm choosing to breathe now?"
You narrow your eyes at him.
"Really? That's how you're gonna breathe every day?"
You stared at him for a minute.
"Why are you being like this?"
"You were quiet all day and now you're breathing all heavy."
"I just want to," Rafe grumbled as he turned away from your face, running out of excuses.
"Rafe.." You gauged gently.
"Why aren't you looking at me?"
"Because I'm mad at you and even though I don't wanna talk to you, I still don't want to leave you."
You laughed at his tone. He was so obvious.
"Why are you mad?" You said, caressing his arm to get him to look at you.
"Because... you were with that dude."
“The guy from the library?”
"Yeah, that dude. He was just... close to you. And I don't know him."
"And that's why you're mad?"
"Rafe. As I said, he was just a partner"
"Yeah but, you were with him all day."
"So we could finish our project and you didn't even invite me so how could I have known?"
"I didn't invite you because you were with that guy! All day. You didn't text me or anything."
"I was in a study room. You knew that."
"Okay, you're being ridiculous."
"I'm not being ridiculous, you were the one who spent all day with some random guy."
"And what'd you do?" You asked flatly, because you knew him. You knew he retaliated against you in some way.
"What did you do at your party?"
"Nothing. What do you think?"
"I think you slept with someone else because of what you saw and you thought it'd make you feel better."
"You know it's fine if you did. It's not like we're together."
"What...?" Rafe finally looked at you, brows furrowed, and rough palms itching to reach for you.
"y/n- don't be like that."
"No. You can't keep acting out like this i'm tired of dealing with it."
Rafe immediately caved. Whatever jealousy and possessiveness he felt was gone and replaced with desperation and guilt.
"Hey, no- don't say that." His voice cracked as he grabbed at you, moving down to straddle you as you sat. He bent his 6'2 frame down enough to press his forehead to your shoulder.
"Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry”
You sighed and rolled your eyes, glad he was hiding his face so he couldn't see your reaction. You hadn't embraced him yet despite having him halfway on your lap. You didn't wanna give in.
"I'm sorry. I'm an ass and I should've trusted you."
"And I shouldn't have found another girl just because I was mad. I'm sorry.
You sighed again but embraced him this time and started rubbing his back. "Big baby."
He grumbled into your shoulder. "Not a baby."
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- Divider credits: @cursed-carmine
- Reblog from angelletters (original creator)
- Authors note: Had to change my layout cause tumblr won’t let me upload it to my post. 😾