# RAFE CAMERON & POGUES — CHRISTMAS
ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ ────୨ৎ──── you spend christmas with your boyfriend, rafe cameron, your family, and your best friends, the pogues (jj, john b, sarah, pope, kie).
ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ — pairing: kook!reader or pogue!reader x rafe cameron
author’s note: soo... this is late asf but i hope y'all will love it because ik i did. enjoy!
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the kooks were known for their obnoxious celebration of christmas on the 25th, it was no debate to them. you were either there or you were cast off.
georgia, your mother always made sure, both you and your brother attended, occasionally your sister when she was in the obx.
it wasn’t a hassle to any of you, since you knew that it was tradition for your family to celebrate christmas, on the night of the 24th. this year you’d invited your boyfriend; rafe, his sister and the pogues, your closest friends. it had been a rocky road, but they could at least be cordial with each other, even friends at times.
you’d decided that secret santa would be done, just to make it somewhat more lively. your mom had spent the whole day cooking away in the kitchen, you tried to help but her only answer was for you to leave the kitchen. it wasn’t that you were bad at cooking, your mom just preferred it this way.
you took it upon yourself to decorate the room where the festivities would take place, and make it look christmasy, your brother helped as-well, deciding to make snowflakes. everything was ready.
so when the guests started to arrive, you didn’t bat an eye. you had all decided on wearing pajamas. and you had chosen some snoopy onesies, your favorite.
the first ones to arrive were, sarah wearing a wine the pooh onesie, and rafe wearing some loose red and black checkered pajama pants with a long sleeved red shirt.
jj came in wearing; sullivan from monster inc onesies, john b; a honey onesie, pope; a mike wazowski onesie, kiara; a elf onesie.
safe to say everyone was on some theme. you had bought rafe a onesie to match with you, but you knew it’d take you begging for him to actually put it on.
so you made your way upstairs and hoped he followed, and he did.
“rafe, i bought you something,” you said, handing him the bag.
rafe looked confused, presents weren’t being opened yet, but he still opened the bag and when he saw what was inside, he let out a sigh.
“i’m not putting this on,” he stated simply.
you let out a sheepish smile, before pouting and asking, “please?”
he shook his head, “no.”
you softly asked again, “please rafe?”
the same answer. you held in a sigh of annoyance before giving your best pout and pleading once more, “pretty please? for me?”
he looked reluctant to deny you again, so you took that as a win and clapped cheerily before he could once again refuse.
if you pretended he already agreed maybe he wouldn’t refuse again, so you did. you opened the package, leaving him dumbstruck but at this point he should’ve been used to it. if he even hesitated for a second when you wanted something, you knew you’d got it.
“here, change, and then come downstairs,” you said all giddy, clapping your hands in excitement, leaving the room.
you were all just waiting for rafe to come down now, sarah and john b were on a rocking couch, sarah sprawled over john bs lap. your mom and brother were on another couch, sitting side by side. and jj, pope, and kiara were on the last couch. which meant you and rafe got the lovesac which was a huge comfortable bean bag bed.
as he came downstairs, jj was in a playful mood so he wolf whistled at rafe to annoy him. which rafe returned with a middle finger and an eye roll.
you couldn’t help but laugh at their exchange and patted the spot next to you so rafe could sit next to you.
after he sat down you asked, “so who wants to go first?”
your little brother jumped out of his seat, and raised his hand excitedly, “me me me,” he pleaded.
you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, “yes, you can go first.”
he went to grab the present from under the tree before making his way to the blondie, sarah cameron.
“here you go, i hope you like it,” he said with a hint of nervousness in his tone.
as sarah opened her gift she turned to look at him, surprised to see what he’d gotten her.
“how did you know?,” she asked genuinely, before pulling him into a hug. she had actually really wanted this, she’d been eyeing it but didn’t know if she should get it.
“i remember you were talking about it once with my sister, while you guys took me to get ice cream,” he replied softly.
he had gifted her a gold bracelet with charms on it, and a hand drawn card along with it.
“i love it, thank you,” she said, wanting to tear up. something about little kids and their adorableness always hit her right in the heart.
he smiled happily at the fact she actually liked his present. it was hard for him to actually get her something because he kept overthinking everything.
“and i got pope,” sarah said, handing him a bag. she’d gotten him two gifts not knowing if she would be able to secure the one she wanted.
as he took out the first one, he smiled, it was a candle, mahogany scented. he had a weird candle obsession. they always liked to make jokes about it, but it was the one thing that brought him comfort, in an odd way.
“thank you,” he said before pulling out a piece of paper.
“so i want to clarify that i technically might’ve committed identity fraud but nobody has to know,” sarah explained, even though it didn’t make much sense to the others.
pope wanted to cry on the spot, but somehow he held it in, barely though. in his hand was a certificate of 10,000 dollars from a scholarship.
“i- i don’t know,” he uttered, lost for words before sarah cut in, “no need to say anything.”
he grasped into his chest and let out a huff, trying to control his emotions, gratitude overcoming him.
“my present doesn’t seem that good,” he said playfully while his voice cracked, still filled with emotions.
he handed his gift to kiara, “hope you like it,” he said.
kiara unwrapped the gift, and smiled warmly, in it was a bracelet set, not a bead one no. a specific metal with charms kit. she’d be able to make anklets now. her favorite, better yet they were turtles, waves, seashells, etc charms in it.
“thank you pope,” she said leaning in to side hug him.
she then proceeded to hand her present over to john b, “i think this might help out,” she said.
as he unwrapped the box he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle it was all his clothes that’d been borrowed from the pogues, kiara had gone to everyone’s house and stolen them back.
but that wasn’t the only thing, on the bottom was a license plate, ‘P0GU3S’ it read.
“thank you kie,” he said, smiling at her as he planned when he’d be changing out the plate with the one he had now.
“i got georgia,” he said handing her a small envelope he origami’d out of red card stock paper.
unfolding it, she took out a paper that read, ‘spa day certificate.’
“ohh yess, thank you kiddo,” she exclaimed, in excitement, she'd been meaning to make her way into charleston for a massage soon, and this would be the perfect reason.
as she stood up, she grabbed her gift and handed it to jj. to which he received with a smile, he hoped it was something he wanted or needed.
she’d somehow got him the perfect thing, she’d gotten him an orbeez gun, a nerf gun and given him a monopoly get out of jail card to which he scrunched his nose in confusion.
“the guns, because apparently you’re a bullshiter who for some reason won’t let them go, and the monopoly card, is literal. you want out of jail, make a call,” she explained, knowing he always got himself into trouble and at least with that she hoped he’d call even if he didn’t want to.
jj smiled and got up from his seat and hugged her, she had always been somewhat of a mother figure to him and he really appreciated her.
“thank you,” he said, genuinely.
“i got mr. moody,” jj said, as he handed rafe his present.
rafe was curious as to what was in it, there wasn’t much he could actually want, but at the same time he knew that maybe it’d be meaningful, so far everyone’s was.
as he unwrapped it he found a classic maroon steel car model from the 80’s, he was surprised. jj collected these like his life depended on it. When he visited him, he always looked at this specific one, for some reason he had really taken a liking to it but he was never able to find it. and he always had too much pride to ask jj.
“thanks jj,” he muttered still in awe at his gift, he couldn’t believe jj would give him this.
“you better take care of it,” jj said, slightly threatening, but rafe understood why, so he nodded in understanding before grabbing his gift and handing it to his girlfriend.
you had just received a small box, you wondered what was in it. you knew rafe would give you something meaningful. it wasn’t even about money with you or him, both of you had it so there wasn’t any need. as you opened the box you wanted to cry.
“to be seen is to be loved,” you muttered softly, as you took out the locket from the box. it was a heart shaped silver locket.
inside it was a picture of you and rafe, but the kicker he had engraved the back with ‘kookies’ written across. something you often said you and him were. because you were both kooks but also kooky aka crazy at times. you couldn’t hold back and kissed him but before it went too far you pulled away, jj’s fake throat clearing didn’t help either.
“sorry,” you sheepishly said, before smiling at rafe.
standing up you walked towards a big present and looked at your brother, “this one’s yours,” you said before he ran to it and began tearing it apart excitedly.
“oh em gee, thank you!!!” he exclaimed in joy. he had just unwrapped a truck for him. you had charged it overnight so he could use it tomorrow.
“you can now drive,” she said playfully, knowing the car wouldn’t make it too far, but he was excited and that was enough for her.
“we’re not getting him out of that driver's seat for a while,” your mom commented before standing up, “i bought some gingerbread house kits, if you guys want to partake?” she finished off.
everybody nodded in excitement, this christmas would be one for the books. everyone got something meaningful. it really was the thought that counted. and they wouldn’t have had it any other way.
they were a family, a confused, fucked up family. but a family nonetheless.