the breakup- rafe cameron
warnings- SMUT, oral (fem recieving),sex, jj being an absolute asshole, angst, fluff (reader is on b/c, so no babies here 🤠) this is also really long lol
rafe cameron. your best friend since you were 4 years old. you and rafe have known each other for a very long time, because your parents became business partners when you were born. you moved into the house right next to his when you were 3, but you never had actually talked to him until you were 4. of course, you didn’t really know how to talk until you were 4. you had countless play dates with sarah, but rafe was just… different. he always would look out for you. hell, he even punched the first guy that broke your heart. you two were inseparable.
you were also sarah’s best friend, given she introduced you to the pogues. you immediately clicked with all of them, especially jj. you two ended up getting blackout drunk and hooking up one night, and now here you were. in a relationship with a pogue. of course rafe didn’t like it at first, but he soon began to realize that his input would only make your friendship drift away and you would choose jj over him, which was the last thing he wanted, so he just kept quiet.
rafe, for some reason, would get jealous every time he saw you with jj. he didn’t know why, and he was miserable. so, he ended up getting a girlfriend to take his mind off of it. her name was abby, some random girl from figure eight. he wasnt even that interested in her, but she was the first one who caught his eye so, here he was.
abby didn’t like you. she felt intimidated by you. which you and rafe both found hilarious, because you were both in relationships and you two had known each other basically your whole lives. of course jj was also intimidated by rafe, but you were always there to reassure him that nothing was going on and nothing would ever go on between you two. everything was fine in both you and rafe’s relationship, until tonight.
you had both gotten invited to some kook party, no pogues allowed. meaning jj had to stay behind. he didn’t really have a problem with it, considering you didn’t go anywhere without him normally. he was slightly nervous about you going with rafe, but of course, you reassured him. it was honestly beginning to get tiring how jealous he would get, considering you didn’t question his friendship with kiara or abby. abby was one of the only kooks that actually got along with him, besides you of course. they had grown closer when you two would go on double dates with rafe and abby, and they were now best friends. but you never said anything about it. maybe you should have.
since abby didn’t want to go to the party either, she and jj decided they would hang out. you and rafe both felt slightly sick to your stomachs about the thought of jj and abby being alone together, but you both shook the thought away, knowing thinking your partners were loyal.
you went over to tannyhill to get ready, just to keep rafe company. sarah was hanging out with john b, so she wouldn’t be going to the party.
on the short walk over there, you thought about asking rafe if he ever got suspicious about jj and abby. you decided not to, not wanting to upset him. you were extremely curious, though.
you made your way to the cameron’s doorstep, not even bothering to knock, knowing no one would care if you came in uninvited. you quickly made your way up the stairs, peeking into rafe’s room. he was sitting on his bed, on his phone, texting you. he didn’t even know you were there. turns out, he had been blowing up your phone telling you to come over. your phone started vibrating in your back pocket, causing rafe to look up from his phone at the noise. he saw you and immediately smiled.
“hey, girl!” he beamed in a god awful country accent. he rushed over to hug you, happy that you were there. “hey, boy.” you laughed, accepting his embrace. he held you for a moment before pulling away, his eyes excited. “what’s got you all riled up?” you asked, curious. “i have something to show you,” rafe said, rushing over to his closet. he pulled out an obnoxious hot pink teddy bear, the one you lost in 3rd grade and spent 3 years looking for it, before giving up and buying a replica. rafe had bought it for you in first grade, for your birthday. you were extremely sad when you lost it, feeling bad for loosing such a great memory.
your eyes widened as rafe walked over you, placing the bear in your hands. “oh my god, rafe, where was it?” you said, hugging the bear. it still smelled like him. “oh my god, you’ll never believe this. in sarahs room!” rafe said. you were taken aback for a moment, before immediately becoming even more confused. “what?” you said, furrowing your eyebrows. “yeah,” rafe breathed out. “i don’t know why or how she got it, but at least you have it now!” rafe beamed, watching as you smiled down at the bear in your arms. “god, i missed this thing.” you said.
“c’mon, we’re gonna be late.” rafe said, before grabbing your hand and leading you down the hall and down the stairs, before stopping to turn around to look at you. “oh, and by the way, you look good tonight.” rafe said, with a wink. “oh shut up, cameron, before i tell abby,” you teased. “oh lord, please no.” rafe begged, making you laugh. “i’m just joking, rafe. you don’t look so bad yourself.” you said with a smile. if anyone who didn’t know the two of you saw what was going on right now, they’d think you two were flirting, but that’s just how you were.
you both sometimes wondered if there were some underlying feelings to it all.
rafe helped you into his truck before climbing in the drivers seat, turning the truck on and backing out of the driveway. you two made small talk on the drive over to topper’s, where the party was being held.
you made it to topper’s house, rafe helping you out of the car. you smiled as a “thank you,” to which he returned the smile. he placed his hand on the small of your back and led you into the party. “hey y/n, rafe! c’mere!“ topper yelled, you and rafe walking over to where he was standing. “hey top, what’s up?” you said with a soft smile. “not much, missed you.” topper said with the same smile before giving you a side hug. he also hugged rafe, greeting him and making small talk with the boy. “hey, im gonna go get a drink.” you whispered into his ear. “okay, don’t go too far.” he whispered back before giving you a quick hug.
you submerged yourself into the party a bit more, looking for the nearest bar. you found it, making a bee line over to it to get any sort of alcohol. the bartender handed you vodka mixed with sprite in a red solo cup, to which you muttered a “thanks”, before taking a sip. you quickly went to find your friends, hoping some of them were here. once you found them, you rushed over to them.
rafe was wandering around the party, saying hi to random people, looking for you. meanwhile, you were currently arguing with one of abby’s friends, the girl getting angry at you for ‘flirting with rafe’. the girl instantly started yelling at you the minute you saw her.
“hey, y/n, is it? i just wanted to let you know that if you ever, flirt with abby’s man again, it’s your head. i’m sorry that you’re dating some shitty pogue, but that’s no excuse to be a homewrecker”. the girl slurred out, clearly shitfaced. “me, a homewrecker, seriously?” you said, pointing to yourself. “i’ve literally known rafe my whole life, get over yourself. i have a boyfriend.” you scoffed, trying to walk away. you bumped into a tall man, immediately recognizing the shirt.
“woah there, slow your roll y/n/n. what’s going on here?” rafe asked, clearly confused as to why some girl was bitching at you for no reason. “oh look, man of the hour.” the girl said. “i was just telling y/n to get her hands off you and stop flirting, because you have a girlfriend. isn’t that right, y/n?” the girl said with a cocky tone, tilting her head to the side. “more like screaming.” you muttered, aiming for only rafe to hear. “and i already told you, i wasn’t flirting. we’re best friends.” you said, getting fed up with the girl. “yeah,” rafe started, “she’s in a relationship, and we’re just really close. if you have a problem with that then you can get the fuck out of toppers house and stop harassing my best friend.” rafe snapped. you don’t know what had gotten into him, but you weren’t complaining.
“jesus y/n, control your dog.” the girl scoffed. “how about you just leave before i do something we both know i’ll regret?” you said, ready to punch the girl if she made another snarky remark. “what are you gonna do, princess? you’re nothing but a pussy.” the girl laughed. and with that, your fist met her nose, sending her toppling to the floor. “holy shit.” rafe laughed. “didn’t know you had that in you, y/n/n.” you just laughed, shocked at yourself. the girl got up and punched you back, but not hard enough to affect you. rafe’s eyes widened as he smirked, knowing what you were gonna do. “you’re gonna regret that.” you whispered, before throwing yourself into the girl, sending you both to the ground, you now straddling the girl’s chest. “rafe, come get your bitch,” the girl started in a loud tone, “she’s almost as crazy as you are!” the girl screamed, hoping that would mean you’d leave her alone. of course, it meant the opposite of that.
rafe just rolled his eyes before watching as your fist repeatedly met her face, the girl not having enough strength to fight back. you punched her over and over before taking a break and saying “if you ever, ever, talk about me or my best friend like that again, i’ll fucking kill you.” after saying that you continued to beat the girl’s ass, people starting to film and cheer you on.
after a solid 2 minutes of you punching the shit out of the girl, rafe finally decided it was time to stop. “okay y/n/n, that’s good.” rafe said with wide eyes, you completely ignoring his comment. “seriously y/n that’s enough.” rafe continued. you ignored him once again and continued punching the girl. “y/n, look at me!” rafe yelled, hoping it would catch your attention. it did. you finally came back to reality, taking a look at the barely conscious girl below you. you got off of her, her friends immediately rushing over to her. rafe grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the party.
“y/n if i’m being honest, that was really fucking hot, but you cant just go around beating people like that. you’re gonna get in trouble one day.” rafe said, leading you to the car. “i know rafe, i’m sorry, i don’t know what came over me.” you sighed. “it’s fine y/n/n, she had it coming.” rafe said, before helping you into the truck once again. “we gotta get you cleaned up,” rafe said, pointing to your fucked up knuckles. “shit, yeah,” you chuckled. you took sanitary wipes out of rafes console and began to clean your knuckles, before rafe turned on the music in the car, letting you zone out to the beat of the song.
the ride back to your house was short, considering topper lives right outside your neighborhood. rafe pulled up to your house and realized that abby’s car was there, indicating her and jj were still hanging out. your heart dropped slightly at the thought of them hanging out for half the night, wondering what they could possibly be doing all this time.
rafe got out of the truck and then helped you out, getting the spare key he has out of the console. you both walked up to the door and rafe went to unlock it, when he quickly realized it was already unlocked. he shot you a look of confusion. “what the fuck, they can’t even lock the door? jesus, someone could’ve broken in.” you muttered, clearly annoyed with them. rafe just rolled his eyes in agreement, wondering how they could forget to lock the door to such a big house.
you both made your way inside, dramatically locking the door behind you. you walked up the stairs, rafe following close behind, and walked across the big hallway to where your room was. once you both got to your bedroom door, you tried to open it, quickly realizing it was locked. both you and rafe furrowed your brows, rafe reaching above the doorframe to get the spare key to unlock the door. you unlocked it and rafe opened the door, both of your hearts dropping at the sight of abby and jj, on your bed, fucking.
“what the fuck?!” you and rafe both screamed at the same time. jj quickly climbed off the girl, both of them in utter shock. after about 45 seconds of you and rafe just standing there frozen with your mouths open, somebody decided to talk. “y/n, i-“ jj started, to which you quickly said “don’t.” after jj tried to talk, abby decided it was her turn to try and explain this. “rafe, i didn’t-“ “shut the fuck up,” rafe cut her off. “both of you get the fuck out!” you said loudly. they quickly obliged, putting all their clothes back on and rushing out. after you made sure they were gone, you dropped down to the floor, and immediately started sobbing. rafe quickly rushed over to you, not even caring that he had just gotten cheated on. he didn’t even really care about abby, but he knew how much you loved jj. he wrapped his arms around you, leaning against the bed and letting you lay between his legs, shakes racking your body as you cried. “hey, hey, shhh, it’s okay, you’re okay.” rafe said softly as he threaded his fingers through your hair in an attempt to calm you down.
after about 5 minutes of you just sobbing in his arms, you felt guilty for not even asking how he was. “oh my god, i’m so sorry. are you okay?” you sniffled out with a shaky breath. “i’m fine.” rafe replied. “im just worried about you.” he continued. “thank you, rafe. thank you for caring. i’m gonna go get a shower, do you wanna stay the night?” you said softly, not wanting him to be alone and not reading to be alone after you both got cheated on. “yeah, i’d like that.” rafe said with a smile. he went to the spare room to get a change of clothes and get his bed ready. it was nothing out of the ordinary for him to stay over, it was something the two of you did very often. ever since you were kids.
rafe hadn’t stayed over in almost 7 months, out of respect of both his and yours relationships. he felt happy that his clothes were still hanging neatly in the closet and his undergarments were tucked away into drawers. you didn’t forget about him.
you came out of the shower and immediately started to tear up again, not being able to get the image of jj and abby out of your head. quiet sobs left your body as you once again, collapsed on the floor. you thought rafe was in the shower, so you weren’t worried about him seeing you. you leaned against the wall and hugged your knees into your chest, crying your heart out. turns out, rafe had already gotten his shower, and was heading to your room the second he heard your shower turn off.
he found you huddled up on the floor, his heart wrenching at the sight. he immediately dropped to his knees, engulfing you in a hug. “baby, please don’t cry.” he said, his eyes widening when he realized he let the pet name slip. you brushed it off, thinking he just said it to comfort you. you stopped hugging your knees and instead wrapped your arms around rafe’s neck, kissing his cheek as a “thank you” because you had stopped crying. you two stared at each other for a moment before you pressed your lips to his, causing him to fall back. he immediately kissed back, his hands exploring your body. his body felt like it was on fire, he was finally getting to kiss the girl he’s wanted for so long.
your eyes widened as you realized what you had just done, guilt washing over you. “shit, i’m so sorry. i shouldn’t have-“ you started, causing rafe to grab your face and pull you towards him again. “no no, y/n, it’s okay. i don’t mind.” he says with a wink, his lips crashing onto yours again. he immediately deepens the kiss his hands roaming your body again. his lips move to your neck, causing you to moan out. “rafe, please.” you pant. “are you sure, y/n?” rafe asks, his eyes searching yours for any sign of regret. he didn’t want you to think he was taking advantage of you, since you were so vulnerable.
“ positive.” you whisper, before kissing him again. he begins to take your shirt off, but you stop him. “rafe wait. i’m a-“ you start. “i know.” rafe says, with a slight smile. “you know?!” you say, shocked. “of course i know. you would definitely come to me about it if it happened already.” rafe says knowingly. “true.” you agree, before crashing your lips into his again.
his tongue enters your mouth as he pulls your shirt off successfully this time, taking a moment to admire you. “what?” you say, your cheeks turning red. “you’re just so beautiful.” rafe says with a grin, making you turn away. “hey,” rafe says, grabbing your cheeks to make you look at him, “i mean it.” and with that, you kiss him again, this time standing up and pulling him up with you, leading the both of you towards the bed. he towered over you, before gently pushing you down on the bed and straddling you, kissing you again. you removed his shirt, kissing his neck, earning little whimpers from him. he kissed down your stomach, pulling your shorts down once he reached the waistband of them. he sat up for a second to admire you.
“so beautiful,” he muttered. he pulled his own pants down, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. your eyes traced his body, practically eye-fucking him. he noticed this action and chuckled, before going to unclasp your bra. his jaw dropped once he saw your tits, immediately enveloping one of your nipples in his mouth. you moaned once he softly bit your nipple, which only turned him on even more. he pulled your lace panties down before throwing them down next to his pile of clothes. he kissed down your stomach before he reached your core, and you felt his hot breath on your core, causing you to whimper. “so wet,” he muttered, “so wet for me.” he kissed your inner thighs before his lips latched onto your clit, causing you to moan out loudly. “fuck, rafe!” you yelped, tugging at his hair. he kept going to work on your pussy, pushing his tongue into your entrance, tongue fucking you. your pretty moans and whimpers of his name made him harder than ever, and he wanted nothing more than to be inside you.
but he knew you were a virgin, so he didn’t wanna rush anything. “rafe, i’m gonna-“ you started, cutting yourself off with a loud moan as you came on his tongue. he groaned happily as he lapped up your juices, loving the taste of you. he removed his head from between your legs, going back up to kiss you sweetly. you moaned once you could taste yourself on him. rafe pushed down his boxers, before lining his tip up with your entrance. “are you sure you want this? there’s always a way out.” he said sweetly, searching your eyes for any sense of regret. “yes,” you whispered, nodding frantically. with that, he pushed into you slowly earning a moan from you. he was still for a few seconds before you nodded at him, indicating he could move. he thrusted slowly, and the sharp pain you felt slowly turned into pleasure as he stretched you out, rafe himself even moaning at how tight you were. “faster rafe, please.” you whimpered. he slowly picked up speed once he knew you were okay, moans and groans coming from both of your mouths. “fuck rafe, so good.” you practically yelled, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close as he thrusted into you. “yeah?” rafe groaned, cutting himself off with a moan.
he picked up speed even more, practically pounding into you, hitting your g-spot. your moans became uncontrollable as you screwed your eyes shut. rafe leaned down and kissed your neck, sucking a hickey on your sweet spot. “fuck baby i’m gonna cum,” rafe groaned in your ear. “me too,” you whispered back. you released one more loud moan before releasing all over his dick, causing him to release inside of you. he released a string of curse words as he came, slowly pulling out of you.
he plopped down beside you to correct his breathing pattern, before getting up and racing to the bathroom, getting a hot washcloth and coming back to clean you up, after he was done, rafe leaned toward and kissed your forehead, cheek, nose and lips once more. “you did so well, baby” he whispered in your ear. “i cannot believe that just happened!” you chuckled, causing rafe to let out a laugh. “yeah, me either, but i’ve been waiting to do that for a while now.”
he layed down beside you, giving you one of his thrifted band t-shirts that he had kept at your house, before putting on sweatpants and falling asleep next to you, shirtless. you snugged your face into his chest, listening to his heartbeat to help you fall asleep. you blushed, thinking about what just happened, before falling asleep aswell.
after about 30 minutes of sleeping, you heard a loud knock at your front door, causing you and rafe to both jolt awake. “what the hell was that?” you and rafe said at the same time, before you got up and took his hand, leading him downstairs.
rafe opened the door to be met with none other than…
“jj?” you questioned from behind rafe, causing jj to look over rafes shoulder, seeing a tired, confused y/n behind him. “uh yeah, can we talk?” jj said softly, looking between you and rafe. “abby is in the car, we both wanna talk to you. “yeah, not happening-“ rafe stated to say before you cut him off. “rafe, it’s fine. let’s just see what kind of bullshit explanation they mustered up.” you scoffed, before moving rafe to the side so jj could come in. abby hopped out of the car and waltzed over to the door once she saw jj come in, and it was clear that she was forced to come here. she probably didn’t even care.
jj sat down on the couch, patting the seat beside him, inviting abby over. she sat down and crossed her legs, looking around the room with an unreadable look on her face. rafe sat down and you followed, sitting between rafe and jj so they didn’t kill each other.
“jj, can we hurry this up? the new episode of my favorite show comes out in 30 minutes and i cant miss it.” abby said, plopping her head on jj’s shoulder. you and rafe both shot her a disgusted look, to which she just rolled her eyes and looked up at jj. “um, yeah.” jj said, before standing up and dragging abby with him.
he stood at the front of the large room, so you could hear him. “listen guys, i’m not gonna make up some sob story about how sorry i am, because i know you guys don’t want to hear it. all i want to say is, i truly am sorry, and i never meant for any of this to happen. me and abby just got caught up in the moment, and we didn’t think of who we might hurt.”
“yeah, clearly.” you scoffed, shifting uncomfortably. “y/n, stop being a bitch, okay? just let him talk.” abby intervened. “oh, i’m the bitch? says the one that cheated on my best friend with my boyfriend. you know what, maybe i should do you like i did your little friend.” you huffed, standing up. rafe stood up immediately, grabbing you arms before you had the chance to race across the room to abby. “y/n/n, chill. that bitch isn’t worth it.” he said, pulling you back down on to the couch. you just huffed and crossed your arms. “do you two have anything else to say? if not, you can get the fuck out. i’m tired of looking at you.” rafe said coldly. “yeah, uh, we’re done.” jj said, before walking towards the door. “i’ll be right back,” he muttered, before slipping out of the room, abby following behind him.
he came back about a minute later without abby, a box in hand. “here’s all your stuff, y/n, since i’m assuming we’re over. rafes shirt looks good on you, by the way,” jj said coldly. “jj, you don’t get to be upset. rafe and i should be beating the shit out of the two of you right now, but we’re trying to be civil. you don’t have the right to get upset for something you caused.” you shot back.
“something i caused? i’m sorry you pay more attention to rafe than me!” jj yelled, causing you and rafe to both since. “he’s my best friend!” you screamed. “i’ve known him since i was 3 years old jj, and he’s treated me better than you ever will.” you continued.
“whatever”, jj said. “where’s my stuff?” he dropped the box onto the ground. “upstairs,” you muttered. walking towards the stairs. rafe followed suit, not wanting to be in a room with jj, knowing he’d end up beating the shit out of jj for hurting you.
you came back 5 minutes later with 3 folded shirts, 2 pairs of sweatpants, and a shit ton of polaroids of the two of you. you handed them to jj before shoving him out the door, locking it behind you.
you sighed loudly, causing rafe to look up from the floor. “you okay?” he said quietly, with furrowed brows. “yeah, i will be.” you said with a tired smile. he walked over to you and wrapped his strong arms around your frame, holding your head close to his chest. he planted a kiss on the top of it, before leading you up the stairs to sleep.
maybe this breakup wasn’t so bad.
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ahh okay- what do we think about the smut? i’ve never written it before, but i’ve read a lot of it, so let me know how i did! also, PLEASE send me requests!! i write for: rafe cameron, sarah cameron, jj maybank, john b routledge, and topper thornton. it can be anything, and i am comfortable with writing about topics like: suicide, self harm, and body image issues— to an extent.
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