Okay, requests are now officially open, just pls no smut, I will not write it! Thx guys! I will write Y/N and she/her pronouns, because those are my pronouns, and I don't want to offend anyone by writing the wrong things. Also very dyslixec so sorry about spelling errors.
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Love, SwiftieBlyth
hi! can i req maybe a super fluff dad!draco ☹️☹️☹️ this is no pressure what so ever btw if u dont want to u dont need to! have a great day!
land of dreams | draco malfoy
pairing: dad!draco x mom!reader
word count: 538
summary: where scorpius has a nightmare
a/n: i love dad!draco :((
warnings: none
universe: harry potter
The quiet squeaking of the door echoes through the dark room as it is gently but a little hesitantly pushed open. Draco, who was just asleep in a deep slumber shortly before, is immediately alarmed by this low noise and turns his body towards the door. Small feet trudge across the wooden floor towards him and when he opens his eyes a crack, he looks directly into the big eyes of his son.
“Daddy?”, his son utters quietly, almost sobbing, which activates all alarm bells inside Draco’s head right away, making him feel wide awake in a matter of seconds.
“Scorpius? What is wrong?”, Draco mumbles a little drowsy and sadly looks down at the little man who is standing in front of your bed, hugging his beloved stuffed animal.
“I had a very bad dream”, Scorpius admits to his father and presses his fluffy friend even closer to his tiny body. After uttering these words, Draco lifts him onto the bed without hesitation, where you are still sleeping peacefully as your instincts seem to know that Draco is taking good care of your frightened son. Gently, he places Scorpius between the two of you and pulls the blanket over him in order to make him feel warm and safe.
“It was just a dream”, Draco whispers, softly stroking his son’s forehead, his eyes full of love and affection for the little creature in front of him.
“I do not like bad dreams”, Scorpius pouts, trying to push his lower lip out as far as he can, causing Draco to let out a chuckle.
“Neither do I, buddy”, Draco replies with a sigh, but then gives his son an encouraging smile. “Nobody likes them.”
“You have bad dreams too?”, Scorpius asks in amazement, his eyes wide and no longer as if he was going to start crying any moment.
“Of course. Everyone has nightmares at one point or another. Sometimes even two or three and they can often be very terrifying. They scare you and may even discourage you, but you must never forget that in the end it is, indeed, just a dream”, Draco explains to his son, who listens curiously and attentively. “And they also have the beneficial side effect that they show you what you should appreciate in life.”
“I do not understand that, Daddy”, Scorpius notes, wanting to know more as Draco drifts off with his words, but then he only replies with a smile.
“One day you will understand, but not yet”, Draco smiles, placing a loving kiss on Scorpius’ forehead before nudging his tiny nose lightly. “I know someone who is really tired right now and needs sleep so very urgently, huh?”
In return, Scorpius nods sleepily and gives back the warm smile, making it seem like the sun is already rising before he rubs his eyes with his little fists and snuggles up against Draco’s warm body. Draco adjusts the blanket again to really make sure he will not freeze and then wraps his little angle in his arms, already hearing a slight snore from him.
With a smile on his face, Draco enters the land of dreams as well. And this time, neither him nor Scorpius suffer from cruel nightmares.
could you do a rafe x reader where the reader has a panic attack in front of sarah for the first and she knows to get the reader to rafe and he immediately calms her down?
rafe cameron x reader | hurt & comfort | (pogue!reader, mean girls, panic attack, crying, comforting!rafe, insecure!reader.)
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No one figured Rafe Cameron would go for a Pogue. For all his life he’d been the number 1 Pogue hater, the biggest Kook defender, and overall just a pretentious asshole. That’s why it was the shock of the island when you showed up on his arm to Midsummer’s, wearing a dress that costed more than your rent with an anxious smile on your face.
Your boyfriend had promised to stick by your side for the entire night, and you were sure he meant it when he said it, but he hadn’t taken into account just how enthused the elders were going to be to see him. He wasn’t that teenage boy they knew anymore, instead a man living alone and dealing with his troubles; thanks to you.
It was halfway through the night when you went to the bathroom, the few glasses of champagne had your head feeling fuzzy and your bladder full. You locked yourself in the cubicle and started to do your business, before you heard voices from outside.
“It’s strange though, right?” The door closed behind the girls that had walked in, making you flinch as you stood to sort your dress out.
“Rafe with a Pogue. Yeah, definitely weird,” a squeaky voiced girl agreed with a laugh.
“It won’t last, trust me. He’s only with her for the image, it makes him look good to do charity for a girl like that. I’m pretty sure she’s a waitress at the club,” the other one responded.
“I’ll be sure to find him later and remind him of that.” The two of them giggled to themselves, gushing over how hot your boyfriend was for a couple more minutes before leaving. You didn’t step out of the cubicle until you were sure that you were alone, hot tears running down your cheeks.
Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, or maybe it was the fact those girls had said everything you’d been thinking for the last few months you’d been together, you weren’t sure, but something about their words had hurt your feelings; and had sent you into a spiral. You sat down on the plush purple chair, breaths coming out rapidly and shakily.
“Oh my god, what happened?” You hadn’t even heard the door open, but as you turned your head you found Sarah rushing at you. She knelt down next to you, holding your hands as you let out fearful whimpers. “Fuck. Okay, stay here, okay? Don’t move!” She ran back out and you stared at the door, holding your chest anxiously.
Only a minute later the door was swinging open and Rafe was storming in, striding over to you. “Hey, hey. Look at me,” he demanded, gentle but firmly as he cupped your cheeks in his hands. “Breathe for me, okay? Slow breaths, you got it.”
He’d seen you like this a few times, he’d learnt the best ways to get you to relax. He held your hand over his own chest, feeling his heartbeat underneath your palm. He gave you a reassuring smile as you copied his breathing, gripping onto his fingers.
“Good girl,” he drawled, pulling you from the chair into his lap where he sat on the floor. He stroked your hair, leaving gentle kisses over your cheek. “You want to tell me what happened?”
“It’s stupid,” you croaked out, still gripping onto his hand.
“No. It’s not. Tell me what happened, so I can sort it out and get the both of us out of the women’s bathroom,” he joked, making you giggle tearfully.
You gave him a wobbly smile. You didn’t have much of a choice now, it was time to admit to him the insecurities you’d had over the last few months; the ones that kept you up at night as he slept soundly beside you. “No one here thinks I’m good enough for you.”
“What?” His face scrunched up in confusion. “Baby, what’re you talking about?”
“I— I’m a Pogue,” you whispered, as if you were admitting a crime.
“I know that,” he shrugged. “I’m not that oblivious, sweetheart. Why does that matter? Why are you saying this now?”
“Because everyone thinks it Rafe! I’m sure you have before, I know I have! Everyone here thinks you’re an idiot for being with me, that you’ve lost your mind. Maybe they’re right,” you cried out.
His hands grabbed your face firmly, leaning his forehead against your’s as he held you in place. “You’re the love of my life.”
“What?” You murmured.
“You are the love of my life. I don’t give a fuck if you’re a Pogue, I don’t care that you eat pizza like you’ve not eaten in years, or that you swear like a pirate. You’re my girl, and I love you. I don’t care about other peoples opinions, because they’re irrelevant,” he explained slowly, caressing your cheek as he spoke. “Now, do you want to go home or do you want to get the biggest bottle of champagne and make fun of these losers?”
“The second one,” you whispered, staring at him like a lovesick puppy.
He smirked, leaning in and pressing his lips to yours. “That’s my girl,” he mumbled, biting down on your bottom lip lightly to make you giggle. “Now, next time you get some dumb shit in your head you gonna tell me? Or do I have to spend all our loving conversations in the bathroom?”
You laughed, wiping your teary eyes as he helped you off his lap and back to your feet. He adjusted your flower crown with a cheesy grin, looking at you like you hung the moon and the stars. If you didn’t believe his words before, you definitely did now. “You don’t like the bathroom?”
“Well… it’s definitely nicer than the men’s, I’ll give you that.”
Warnings: typical OBX stuff, not sure what else yet lol
There was nothing you and Rafe wanted to do more than piss off Rose and Ward Cameron. Rafe and yours lives have been planned out for you since you were kids. The Cameron's had arranged with your parents when you were little to marry you off to Rafe, however what no one expected was for you and Rafe to actually fall in love with each other.
warnings- OBX, mom committed suicide (please don’t read of that topic bothers you. I won’t go into much detail) Rafe, Ward, not quite sure what else yet, let me know if there’s more
2/4
“My mom thinks that I did it,” Topper explained as he worked out with Rafe and Kelce in Rafe’s gym. “Even though there’s now way I could’ve. I mean, how? It’s always my fault, no matter what. She just— she just wants me to be this little robot that—that just checks her boxes. You know what I mean? SAT prep? Oh, check. Serving food at the shelter? Check. I mean, I do— I literally do everything she wants, and I’m sick of it.”
“Well, we know who did it, right?” Rafe asked, lifting his weights.
“It was that little geek Pope.” Kelce cut in.
“Pope, yeah.” Topper agreed, making his way over to Rafe. “Rafe, if you wouldn’t have jumped him on the gold course, I’d still have a boat, right?”
“Sorry if I, uh…had your back,” Rafe explained, walking up to him. “After some Pogue put a -- put a gun to your head. Listen, man, I am not the enemy here. Am I the enemy here? I’m not the enemy.”
“No.” Kelce agreed.
“I didn’t sink the boat.” Topper ordered. “Pope did.”
“Okay. All right.” Rafe continued. “And you need to force him to take some personal responsibility, bro.”
“Bro,” Kelce cut in. “He sank the boat, all right? That crap can’t stand.”
“So what are you gonna do about it?” Rafe asked.
“Hey,” Topper let out. “Maybe Y/N could help me prove that Pope did it. Get her dad to get a case going.”
“No!” Rafe cut in. “You are not using my girlfriend for your boat. Don’t use her just because her dad is a cop. Besides, she can’t know about me jumping Pope, okay?... Tell me you understand!”
“Okay!” Topper yelled. “I understand.”
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“Dad,” you called, walking down the stairs, careful not to trip in your dress. “I’m going to head out now.”
“Wow,” your dad let out, stopping to look at you in your dress for midsummers.
“Do you like it?”
“You look absolutely stunning, kid.” Your dad smiled, tears coming to his eyes. “You look just like your mom.”
“I miss her, Daddy.” You let out, tears coming to your eyes.
“I miss her too, kid,” your dad explained, wrapping you in a tight hug. “Now, no crying. You can’t get your makeup ruined before midsummers. Who would have thought that my little girl is going to midsummers?”
“I’m really nervous.”
“Kid, you’ve got nothing to be worried about. Rafe will be right there with you.”
“I know. It’s just, I know we’re not Pogues, but we sure aren't kooks. I’m not going to fit in.”
“Don’t worry about that. No one fits in if they’re with a Cameron. Everything will be okay. Now, do you have everything you’ll need for tonight?”
“Yes,” you smiled, looking up at your dad. “I’m going to spend the night at Tanneyhill, that okay?”
“As long as you use protection.”
“Dad!” You yelled. “I’ve already told you a million times, Rafe and I are not going to do that.”
“I know,” your dad cut in. “I’m your dad, kid. It’s my job to worry about you and keep you safe.”
“Is that coming from my dad, or from the deputy?”
“Both.” Shoupe explained, kissing your head. “Now, go have fun tonight. But not to much fun.”
“Okay, bye Daddy, I love you.”
“I love you too, kid.”
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“Y/N!” Wheezie squealed, opening the door to Tannyhill.
“Hey, Wheeze,” you smiled, as the girl came crashing into a hug. “You look absolutely gorgeous tonight.”
“Thank you! So do you! Rafe is gonna flip!” She explained, leading you in.
“So, how’s summer been?” You asked, following her to the living room. “I feel like I’ve barely seen you all summer.”
“It’s been good. I’ve been hanging out with my friends a lot. I’m glad school is out, but I miss having you around every day.”
“Wheezie, I am her almost everyday.” You explained.
“Yeah, but for Rafe. Not me.”
“Well, we’re just gonna have to fix that, what do you think?”
“Really?” Wheezie asked, perking up at the thought.
“Of course.” You explained, oblivious to the fact that Rafe was standing in the doorway with a soft smile on his face as he watched the two of you. (His favorite girls) “How about we spend the whole day together soon. We can go get massages and get our nails done.”
“Wow, Wheeze,” Rafe chuckled, walking in and sitting next to you on the couch. “You trying to steal me girl?”
“Gross,” Wheezie groaned, as Rafe wrapped an arm around your shoulder, kissing your temple. “Get a room.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Rafe smirked.
“Control yourself,” you ordered, slapping his chest as Wheezie walked away.
“Sorry, baby.” Rafe smiled, giving your lips a quick peck. “You look absolutely stunning.”
“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.”
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“You okay, baby?” Rafe asked, as he noticed you holding on to his arm tighter as the night went on.
“Yeah,” you breathed, happy that you’re finally getting some alone time with Rafe.
“You’re cute when you lie,” Rafe smiled, softly kissing your head, guiding you over to an unoccupied area and sitting down, pulling you onto his lap. You immediately melted in his hold and rested your head on his chest, your fingers finding their way to play with his and the rings he was wearing. “Talk to me baby, what’s wrong?”
“Just overwhelmed,” you explained, moving one of his rings to your finger.
“Okay,” Rafe let out. “What can I do? Do you want to go home?”
“No.”
“Okay. How ‘bout we just sit here for a while, yeah?”
“Won’t your dad get mad?”
“Don’t worry about him. Do you wanna talk about what’s going on?”
“Just a lot of judgmental people. I feel like they’re judging me just by being with you.”
“I’m sorry baby. I should’ve known this would happen. The older kooks are always so judgmental.”
“It’s not just them, Rafe. Even people our age are looking at me.”
“They’re just jealous, okay, baby?”
“I know. I’m just not used to this.”
“I’m sorry, baby. Is there anything I can do?”
“Just stay with me.” You smiled, resting your head on his chest.
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“What is that pogue doing here?” Rafe asked, watching as JJ talked to Sarah while dancing with you.
“Rafe, just leave it.” You let out.
“Oh great, now he’s talking to Sarah.”
“Baby,” you started.
“Baby, he put a gun to Topper’s head,” Rafe tried to explain.
“I know, Rafe, but–”
“You know? What do you mean you know?”
“Baby, my dad is the deputy, and my godmother is the sheriff, do you really think that I don’t know?”
“Baby, if you know, then you know why I’m upset. He could’ve killed Top.”
“I’m not arguing with you Rafe, I’m just…” you trailed off, looking down.
“You’re just what, baby?” Rafe gently and softly asked, tilting your head up to look at him. “What is it baby?”
“I’m just worried.”
“About what?”
“You. I don’t want you to do something stupid that gets you in a lot of trouble one day.”
“Hey,” Rafe whispered, eyes looking through your eyes and into your soul. “Baby, I won’t, okay? I promise.”
“Okay,” you sighed.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“Go,” you let out, motioning your head over to JJ. “But don’t be surprised if I don’t save your butt if you get in trouble with my dad.”
“I love you,” Rafe smiled, kissing your head, before walking away.
“Rafe,” you called, standing in your bathroom, trying to zip your dress on.
“Yeah, baby?” Rafe asked, walking in.
“Can you help me?”
“Of course.” Rafe zipped up your dress then watched how you looked yourself up and down in the mirror with a frown on your face. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I really have gained weight.” You sighed.
“Honey, hey, look at me.” Rafe cooed, titling your head to look at him. “That doesn’t matter. No one will be able to tell. And if you’re worried about me, baby, I will always love you no matter what you look like, okay?”
“Okay. But what if the people will be able to tell? Rafe, what if I just mess this up for the whole family. I don’t want to embarrass your family name like that.”
“Woah, baby, baby, you aren’t going to be embarrassing anyone. And my family name is your family name now, yeah? You’re a Cameron now, baby.” Rafe explained, wiping a few tears off of your cheek. “Hey, baby, don’t cry.”
“Thank you.” You smiled, leaning up to press your lips against his.
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“Oh, look,” Rafe let out, as the two of you stood on the long porch around the club. “There goes Top and Sarah fighting again.”
“They really just need to break up.” You explained, leaning into Rafe as you watched Topper and Sarah fight. “It’s not really fair to either of them.
“I agree,” Rafe explained, keeping his hands on your hips, but pulling away from you. “I’m gonna go check on him, okay?”
“Okay,” you let out. “I think I saw some mini sliders in there that are calling my name. You want any?”
“Sure, thank you baby.”
“Yep,” you smiled, leaning up to kiss Rafe’s cheek. “Love you.”
“Love you too.”
🌊💰🌊
“Would you care for a dance, Mrs. Cameron?” Rafe asked, a smirk on his face and a glimmer in his eye as all the couples danced out in the nighttime summer breeze.
“I would love to, Mr. Cameron,” you smiled, taking the hand he had offered you, walking over to the dance floor, next to Sarah and Wheezie who were dancing together.
“You good, baby,” Rafe asked, noticing the way you were leaning on him.
“Mhm, just thinkin’.”
“About what?”
“Everything.” You smiled, tilting your head up to look at your beautiful husband. “But mostly how proud I am of you. I’m glad that you went ahead and let my parents pay. It feels good knowing that he won’t bother us again.”
“I agree baby, and I’m so sorry that I got you dragged into this.”
“Hey, I married you for better or for worse. Your problems are my problems, and mine are yours. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Me neither, baby,” Rafe smiled, leaning down to press a tender kiss to your pink painted lips.
“You two should go get a room.”
You and Rafe both turned to see JJ with a playful smirk on his face as he looked at the two of you, then walking away. You must have been so caught up in your moment that you didn’t see him coming.
You saw how Rafe instantly tensed, watching his eyes follow JJ like a hawk. You let out a sigh and squeezed his hand, earning his attention.
“Just don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
Rafe nodded, kissing your forehead, then heading over to JJ.
After watching Rafe walk away with his friends you headed over to Wheezie and Sarah.
“Mind if I take a dance with both of my sister-in-laws?” You asked, smiling as each girl smiled at you.
“Sure,” Sarah smiled, taking your hands. “That okay Wheeze?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna go dance with dad. Come switch when we’re done.”
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As the dance came close to an end you could feel yourself draining, feeling like you got run over by a buss, but did your best to keep going.
“You okay?” Sarah asked, concerning etching on her face, not wanting Rafe to blame her for anything.
“Yeah, just tired.” You smiled.
“Okay, well, I’m gonna go get Wheeze. Will you be okay?”
“Yep.”
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“Y/N, you okay?” Wheeze asked, as you slowed down in your dance with Wheezie. “Y/N?” She asked again, noticing that you were still lost in thought.
“Hm?” You hummed looking down at her.
“Are you okay? You look kinda pale.”
“Yeah. Just really tired.” You sighed, your energy draining more and more by the second, feeling your knees go out.
“Woah,” Wheezie let out, quickly holding you up to the best of her abilities, trying to stay steady as you leaned on her for support. “Come on, you need to sit down.”
“Thank you,” you sighed, forcing a weak and tired smile on her face, as you sat down on a chair.
“Are you okay? Are you sick? Where’s Rafe–”
“Wheezie,” you cut in. “I’ll be okay. Rafe went to go take care of something, but I don’t know where he is.”
“I'm going to go find him.” Wheezie explained, walking away with determination.
You watched as JJ came out, making a scene, hoping Rafe was somewhere nearby, but not having enough energy to look around for him.
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“Rafe,” Wheezie called, once she finally found Rafe watching JJ leave. “There you are. Come on.”
“What? What is it?”
“Y/N.”
“Is she okay?” Rafe asked, not waiting for a response before heading in the way Wheezie came from.
“I don’t know. She doesn’t look too good, and her legs gave out while we were dancing.”
“Shoot,” Rafe let out, scanning the room until he found you sitting at a table looking like you’ve been run over by a bus. “Hey, baby,” He cooed, kneeling down in front of you.
“Hey, Rafey,” you weakly smiled, lacing your fingers in his.
“You okay? You don’t look too good. Wheeze said that your legs gave out.”
“I feel really bad.” let out, tears falling onto your cheeks, you were glad that you were so secluded from everyone, but also that everyone was too distracted watching JJ to notice you.
“Okay,” Rafe cooed, caressing your cheek with the pad of his thumb. “Hey, that’s okay, baby. What doesn’t feel good?”
“Everything.” You let out, struggling to keep the tears from welling in your eyes.
“Okay, what does it feel like?”
“It feels like my whole body is aching, and I was run over by a train. I just feel so exhausted.”
“Okay,” rafe let out, scooping you up bridal style. “Let’s get you home.
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“Baby, imma take your temperature, okay?” Rafe asked, gently setting you down on the counter.
“Kay,” you sighed, barely audible, leaning onto Rafe, as he held you steady with one arm, the other getting the thermometer ready.
“Okay, baby, open up,” he explained, carefully putting the thermometer into your mouth. “I love you so much, baby.”
The thermometer beeped and Rafe took it out, looking at the temp. You let out a sigh, leaning your head on his chest, your ask coming out weak and muffled. “Am I sick?”
“No,” Rafe explained, rubbing your back. “You don’t have a fever.”
“Then why do I feel so bad?” You grumbled.
“I don’t know, baby.” Rafe sighed, holding you tight to his chest. “Maybe your body is just still adjusting from whatever was making you so sick.”
“Mhm,” you mumbled incoherently. “Rafey, makeup and pajamas.”
“Rafe,” you called, standing in your bathroom, trying to zip your dress on.
“Yeah, baby?” Rafe asked, walking in.
“Can you help me?”
“Of course.” Rafe zipped up your dress then watched how you looked yourself up and down in the mirror with a frown on your face. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I really have gained weight.” You sighed.
“Honey, hey, look at me.” Rafe cooed, titling your head to look at him. “That doesn’t matter. No one will be able to tell. And if you’re worried about me, baby, I will always love you no matter what you look like, okay?”
“Okay. But what if the people will be able to tell? Rafe, what if I just mess this up for the whole family. I don’t want to embarrass your family name like that.”
“Woah, baby, baby, you aren’t going to be embarrassing anyone. And my family name is your family name now, yeah? You’re a Cameron now, baby.” Rafe explained, wiping a few tears off of your cheek. “Hey, baby, don’t cry.”
“Thank you.” You smiled, leaning up to press your lips against his.
🌊💰🌊
“Oh, look,” Rafe let out, as the two of you stood on the long porch around the club. “There goes Top and Sarah fighting again.”
“They really just need to break up.” You explained, leaning into Rafe as you watched Topper and Sarah fight. “It’s not really fair to either of them.
“I agree,” Rafe explained, keeping his hands on your hips, but pulling away from you. “I’m gonna go check on him, okay?”
“Okay,” you let out. “I think I saw some mini sliders in there that are calling my name. You want any?”
“Sure, thank you baby.”
“Yep,” you smiled, leaning up to kiss Rafe’s cheek. “Love you.”
“Love you too.”
🌊💰🌊
“Would you care for a dance, Mrs. Cameron?” Rafe asked, a smirk on his face and a glimmer in his eye as all the couples danced out in the nighttime summer breeze.
“I would love to, Mr. Cameron,” you smiled, taking the hand he had offered you, walking over to the dance floor, next to Sarah and Wheezie who were dancing together.
“You good, baby,” Rafe asked, noticing the way you were leaning on him.
“Mhm, just thinkin’.”
“About what?”
“Everything.” You smiled, tilting your head up to look at your beautiful husband. “But mostly how proud I am of you. I’m glad that you went ahead and let my parents pay. It feels good knowing that he won’t bother us again.”
“I agree baby, and I’m so sorry that I got you dragged into this.”
“Hey, I married you for better or for worse. Your problems are my problems, and mine are yours. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Me neither, baby,” Rafe smiled, leaning down to press a tender kiss to your pink painted lips.
“You two should go get a room.”
You and Rafe both turned to see JJ with a playful smirk on his face as he looked at the two of you, then walking away. You must have been so caught up in your moment that you didn’t see him coming.
You saw how Rafe instantly tensed, watching his eyes follow JJ like a hawk. You let out a sigh and squeezed his hand, earning his attention.
“Just don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
Rafe nodded, kissing your forehead, then heading over to JJ.
After watching Rafe walk away with his friends you headed over to Wheezie and Sarah.
“Mind if I take a dance with both of my sister-in-laws?” You asked, smiling as each girl smiled at you.
“Sure,” Sarah smiled, taking your hands. “That okay Wheeze?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna go dance with dad. Come switch when we’re done.”
🌊💰🌊
As the dance came close to an end you could feel yourself draining, feeling like you got run over by a buss, but did your best to keep going.
“You okay?” Sarah asked, concerning etching on her face, not wanting Rafe to blame her for anything.
“Yeah, just tired.” You smiled.
“Okay, well, I’m gonna go get Wheeze. Will you be okay?”
“Yep.”
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“Y/N, you okay?” Wheeze asked, as you slowed down in your dance with Wheezie. “Y/N?” She asked again, noticing that you were still lost in thought.
“Hm?” You hummed looking down at her.
“Are you okay? You look kinda pale.”
“Yeah. Just really tired.” You sighed, your energy draining more and more by the second, feeling your knees go out.
“Woah,” Wheezie let out, quickly holding you up to the best of her abilities, trying to stay steady as you leaned on her for support. “Come on, you need to sit down.”
“Thank you,” you sighed, forcing a weak and tired smile on her face, as you sat down on a chair.
“Are you okay? Are you sick? Where’s Rafe–”
“Wheezie,” you cut in. “I’ll be okay. Rafe went to go take care of something, but I don’t know where he is.”
“I'm going to go find him.” Wheezie explained, walking away with determination.
You watched as JJ came out, making a scene, hoping Rafe was somewhere nearby, but not having enough energy to look around for him.
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“Rafe,” Wheezie called, once she finally found Rafe watching JJ leave. “There you are. Come on.”
“What? What is it?”
“Y/N.”
“Is she okay?” Rafe asked, not waiting for a response before heading in the way Wheezie came from.
“I don’t know. She doesn’t look too good, and her legs gave out while we were dancing.”
“Shoot,” Rafe let out, scanning the room until he found you sitting at a table looking like you’ve been run over by a bus. “Hey, baby,” He cooed, kneeling down in front of you.
“Hey, Rafey,” you weakly smiled, lacing your fingers in his.
“You okay? You don’t look too good. Wheeze said that your legs gave out.”
“I feel really bad.” let out, tears falling onto your cheeks, you were glad that you were so secluded from everyone, but also that everyone was too distracted watching JJ to notice you.
“Okay,” Rafe cooed, caressing your cheek with the pad of his thumb. “Hey, that’s okay, baby. What doesn’t feel good?”
“Everything.” You let out, struggling to keep the tears from welling in your eyes.
“Okay, what does it feel like?”
“It feels like my whole body is aching, and I was run over by a train. I just feel so exhausted.”
“Okay,” rafe let out, scooping you up bridal style. “Let’s get you home.
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“Baby, imma take your temperature, okay?” Rafe asked, gently setting you down on the counter.
“Kay,” you sighed, barely audible, leaning onto Rafe, as he held you steady with one arm, the other getting the thermometer ready.
“Okay, baby, open up,” he explained, carefully putting the thermometer into your mouth. “I love you so much, baby.”
The thermometer beeped and Rafe took it out, looking at the temp. You let out a sigh, leaning your head on his chest, your ask coming out weak and muffled. “Am I sick?”
“No,” Rafe explained, rubbing your back. “You don’t have a fever.”
“Then why do I feel so bad?” You grumbled.
“I don’t know, baby.” Rafe sighed, holding you tight to his chest. “Maybe your body is just still adjusting from whatever was making you so sick.”
“Mhm,” you mumbled incoherently. “Rafey, makeup and pajamas.”
“Daddy!” Wovey cheered as Rafe walked into the kitchen where his wife and baby were making Christmas cookies for Santa.
“Hi, baby girl,” Rafe smiled, walking over to where Wovey stood on a step stool, “mixing” the ingredients. “What are you doin’?” Rafe asked, pressing a kiss to her head.
“Making cookies!” Wovey cheered, launching some flour onto her face.
“Tell Daddy who they're for, baby,” Sofia inquired, coming over to clean up some of the mess Wovey had made on the counter, giving Rafe a quick peck on the lips.
“Santa!” Wovey screamed, jumping up and down on her stool, clapping her flour covered hands.
“That’s amazing, baby,” Rafe smiled, putting his hands on her waist to stop her from bouncing, preventing any future accidents that could have occurred, then moving to brush the flour off of her face. “He’s gonna love it!"
"Me so cited!" Wovey explained, squirming in her father's grip.
"Oh, yeah?" Sofia asked, walking over to them, kissing Wovey's head. "What are you excited for baby?"
"Santa! Wanna see what he bwings!"
"Soon, baby," Rafe explained, picking her up. "But for now, lets go get you cleaned up for tonight."
"No!" Wovey cried. "Stay fow cookies!"
"Oh, baby," Sofia cooed, wiping a tear off of Wovey's little face. "It's okay. Mommy will be right here waiting for them to be ready, yeah?"
"Me stay too!" Wovey declared, looking up at her father with her best angry face.
"Sweet girl, you gotta take a bath before we can see Auntie Sarah and Wheezie, as well as Uncle B and your cousin JJ tonight."
"JJ!" Wovey cheered, exited to see her baby cousin.
"That's right princess," Rafe explained. "Now give mommy a kiss."
"Mwaw!" Wovey let out, kissing Sofia's cheek. "Wove you Mommy!"
"I love you more, sweet girl," Sofia let out, kissing Wovey's head. "Be good for Daddy."
"She will be. Right baby?" Rafe asked, walking away towards Wovey's bathroom.
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"Daddy?" Wovey asked, playing with her turtle as Rafe put the shampoo in her hair.
"Yeah, baby."
"What's Santa bwing?"
"It's a surprise, baby. You'll find out in the morning. Now hold your breath, okay?" Rafe explained, dumping some water over Wovey's head.
"Daddy?" Wovey asked, after he was done.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Can I stay up to see Santa?"
"Not this year baby. You need your sleep."
"Wanna see him!"
"Baby, we'll see Santa tonight at the party, yeah?"
Wovey gasped, and dropped her turtle into the bubble filled bathtub as Rafe put her conditioner in her hair.
"Daddy can I meet Santa?!"
"Of course, baby. Mommy and I will take all the pictures you want with Santa!"
"Yay!" Wovey cheered. "Huwwy Daddy! Huwwy!"
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"Mommy Mommy!" Wovey yelled, running down the stairs to the living room.
"Don't run down the stairs baby," Rafe called, but it was of no use since Wovey was already down on the bottom of the stairs.
"Mommy!" Wovey continued, running up to Sofia who put her book down.
"What is it, baby?" Sofia asked, scooping her up to come sit on her lap.
"Daddy said I get to meet Santa tonight!"
"Oh baby, that's amazing," Sofia smiled, looking up at Rafe who sat down next to them. "Are you so exited?"
"Yes! I ask him fow pwesent!"
"And what would that be?" Rafe asked, wrapping his arm around Sofia's shoulders.
"Puppy!"
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“hey,” Rafe smiled, opening the door for his sisters, John B, and his little nephew JJ, who was tucked into his mothers arms.
“hello,” Sarah smiled, hugging her older brother to the best of her ability.
“Where’s my little niece?” Wheezie asked, pulling away from hugging Rafe.
“In the kitchen with Sofia,” Rafe explained, shaking John B’s hand. “They’re making Christmas cookies for Santa.”
“aww that sounds like fun,” Sarah let out, handing JJ over to Rafe who had his arms out to hold his little nephew.
“Mommy, look.” Wovey called, looking at the Christmas tree cookie she just frosted.
“Oh, baby, that’s beautiful,” Sofia smiled.
“Oh, it smells amazing in here,” Sarah smiled, walking into the kitchen.
Wovey gasped as she looked up and saw her family walking in, jumping off her stool to run to them.
“There’s the little rascal,” Wheeze smirked, picking Wovey up, making her squeal and giggle in delight.
“Wheeze!” Wovey laughed, as Wheezie tickled her.
“Wheezs, give us a turn,” Sarah ordered, ready to scoop her little niece up.
“Auntie Sawah!” Wovey smiled, as Sarah picked her up.
“Hi honey. How are you?”
“Cited!”
“Oh yeah?” Sarah asked, leaning back to look at the girl in her arms. “What for?”
“Daddy said I get to meet Santa!” Wovey cheered.
“Oh yeah?” John B asked, lightly pinching her cheek making her laugh. “When’s that?”
“Pawty Uncwe B!” Wovey explained, as she was transferred into her uncles arms.
“Santa will be at the party tonight,” Rafe explained, handing JJ back to Sarah and making his way back to Sofia.
“Wovey girl,” Sofia asked as Rafe rested his arm around her waist. “You wanna show them your Christmas turtle cookies?”
“Yes!” Wovey cried, wiggling to get down from her uncles arms.
“hold on, firecracker,” John B let out, bending down to put her on the floor.
“Wook wook!” Wovey yelled, running over to her parents, trying to get to the cookies.
“Careful baby girl,” Rafe explained, picking her up. “The oven is still hot.”
“Sowwy Daddy.” Wovey let out, as Rafe put her down on her stool.
“It’s okay, Princess,” Rafe said kissing her head, making sure the cookies and the plate weren’t too hot for her. “Just don’t want you to get burned.”
“Wook, tuwtwe!” Wovey explained, picking up one of the turtle cookies with Santa hat. Everyone cooed and told her how amazing they looked, making her start to pass them out to everyone. “Eat eat!” She chanted.
“Baby, what do you say?” Sofia asked.
“PWEASE!”
“That’s right baby girl,” Rafe chuckled.
"Wovey, these are so good," Wheezie explained, making Wovey smile.
"Daddy," Wovey whispered.
"What is it baby?" Rafe asked, bending down to her level.
Wovey felt the heat rising on her cheeks as she leaned into whisper in her dad's ear. "Can I give one to JJ?"
"You'll have to ask Auntie Sarah about that, okay sweet girl?" Rafe explained in a soft whisper.
"You do?" Wovey asked, embarrassment making her face turn bright.
"Okay, sweetheart." Rafe agreed, getting back to his full height. “Hey, Wovey wants to give one to JJ, that alright?”
“Oh, of course sweet girl,” Sarah gushed.
“Just a little bit though.” John B cut in.
“Why don’t you share one with him, honey?” Sofia suggested.
“Yes!” Wovey cheered. “Me share wif JJ!”
“That’s right baby,” Rafe cooed, grabbing a cookie, tearing a little off. “Why don’t you go give this to Auntie Sarah?”
“Yes!” Wovey let out, taking the small bit of cookie over to her aunt.
“Thank you, Wovey. You are the best big cousin.” Sarah cooed, ripping a small bit off, feeding it to JJ.
“Mm,” JJ let out making everyone smile.
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“Daddy!” Wovey gasped, as the family walked into the party. “Santa!”
“I see him, baby,” Rafe smiled, picking her up before she could go running away. “You wanna go wait in line?”
“Yes!” Wovey smiled.
“well hello,” Santa smiled, as Rafe put Wovey down on Santa’s lap.
“Santa!” Wovey yelled, clapping her hands as she looked from Santa to her parents.
“What’s your name little one?”
“Wovey May Camewon!” Wovey proudly explained, making Rafe’s heart fill with pride. “But evewyone cawws me Wovey. My daddy, Wafe Camewon is apawentwy a big deaw. But to me he just my daddy. And my mommy, Sofia,” Wovey explained, pointing to Sofia. “She not my weak mommy, but she the one who stay!” Wovey exlplained, doing her best to say what Dafe had told her. “She wanted to be my mommy, and I wanted her to!”
Rafe couldn’t help but feel the tears welling in his eyes as his baby girl talked to Santa. A wave of emotions going through his mind.
“I love you,” Sofia whispered, leaning into his side, as she too felt the tears in her eyes. “You and our baby.”
“We love you too,” Rafe explained, looking down at his wife. “Thank you. Thank you for staying and being her mom. She loves you with her whole heart.”
“of course Rafe. I would never leave her. Either of you. And I love her with my whole heart as well.”
“Daddy!” Wovey cheered as Rafe walked into the kitchen where his wife and baby were making Christmas cookies for Santa.
“Hi, baby girl,” Rafe smiled, walking over to where Wovey stood on a step stool, “mixing” the ingredients. “What are you doin’?” Rafe asked, pressing a kiss to her head.
“Making cookies!” Wovey cheered, launching some flour onto her face.
“Tell Daddy who they're for, baby,” Sofia inquired, coming over to clean up some of the mess Wovey had made on the counter, giving Rafe a quick peck on the lips.
“Santa!” Wovey screamed, jumping up and down on her stool, clapping her flour covered hands.
“That’s amazing, baby,” Rafe smiled, putting his hands on her waist to stop her from bouncing, preventing any future accidents that could have occurred, then moving to brush the flour off of her face. “He’s gonna love it!"
"Me so cited!" Wovey explained, squirming in her father's grip.
"Oh, yeah?" Sofia asked, walking over to them, kissing Wovey's head. "What are you excited for baby?"
"Santa! Wanna see what he bwings!"
"Soon, baby," Rafe explained, picking her up. "But for now, lets go get you cleaned up for tonight."
"No!" Wovey cried. "Stay fow cookies!"
"Oh, baby," Sofia cooed, wiping a tear off of Wovey's little face. "It's okay. Mommy will be right here waiting for them to be ready, yeah?"
"Me stay too!" Wovey declared, looking up at her father with her best angry face.
"Sweet girl, you gotta take a bath before we can see Auntie Sarah and Wheezie, as well as Uncle B and your cousin JJ tonight."
"JJ!" Wovey cheered, exited to see her baby cousin.
"That's right princess," Rafe explained. "Now give mommy a kiss."
"Mwaw!" Wovey let out, kissing Sofia's cheek. "Wove you Mommy!"
"I love you more, sweet girl," Sofia let out, kissing Wovey's head. "Be good for Daddy."
"She will be. Right baby?" Rafe asked, walking away towards Wovey's bathroom.
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"Daddy?" Wovey asked, playing with her turtle as Rafe put the shampoo in her hair.
"Yeah, baby."
"What's Santa bwing?"
"It's a surprise, baby. You'll find out in the morning. Now hold your breath, okay?" Rafe explained, dumping some water over Wovey's head.
"Daddy?" Wovey asked, after he was done.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Can I stay up to see Santa?"
"Not this year baby. You need your sleep."
"Wanna see him!"
"Baby, we'll see Santa tonight at the party, yeah?"
Wovey gasped, and dropped her turtle into the bubble filled bathtub as Rafe put her conditioner in her hair.
"Daddy can I meet Santa?!"
"Of course, baby. Mommy and I will take all the pictures you want with Santa!"
"Yay!" Wovey cheered. "Huwwy Daddy! Huwwy!"
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"Mommy Mommy!" Wovey yelled, running down the stairs to the living room.
"Don't run down the stairs baby," Rafe called, but it was of no use since Wovey was already down on the bottom of the stairs.
"Mommy!" Wovey continued, running up to Sofia who put her book down.
"What is it, baby?" Sofia asked, scooping her up to come sit on her lap.
"Daddy said I get to meet Santa tonight!"
"Oh baby, that's amazing," Sofia smiled, looking up at Rafe who sat down next to them. "Are you so exited?"
"Yes! I ask him fow pwesent!"
"And what would that be?" Rafe asked, wrapping his arm around Sofia's shoulders.
"Puppy!"
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“hey,” Rafe smiled, opening the door for his sisters, John B, and his little nephew JJ, who was tucked into his mothers arms.
“hello,” Sarah smiled, hugging her older brother to the best of her ability.
“Where’s my little niece?” Wheezie asked, pulling away from hugging Rafe.
“In the kitchen with Sofia,” Rafe explained, shaking John B’s hand. “They’re making Christmas cookies for Santa.”
“aww that sounds like fun,” Sarah let out, handing JJ over to Rafe who had his arms out to hold his little nephew.
“Mommy, look.” Wovey called, looking at the Christmas tree cookie she just frosted.
“Oh, baby, that’s beautiful,” Sofia smiled.
“Oh, it smells amazing in here,” Sarah smiled, walking into the kitchen.
Wovey gasped as she looked up and saw her family walking in, jumping off her stool to run to them.
“There’s the little rascal,” Wheeze smirked, picking Wovey up, making her squeal and giggle in delight.
“Wheeze!” Wovey laughed, as Wheezie tickled her.
“Wheezs, give us a turn,” Sarah ordered, ready to scoop her little niece up.
“Auntie Sawah!” Wovey smiled, as Sarah picked her up.
“Hi honey. How are you?”
“Cited!”
“Oh yeah?” Sarah asked, leaning back to look at the girl in her arms. “What for?”
“Daddy said I get to meet Santa!” Wovey cheered.
“Oh yeah?” John B asked, lightly pinching her cheek making her laugh. “When’s that?”
“Pawty Uncwe B!” Wovey explained, as she was transferred into her uncles arms.
“Santa will be at the party tonight,” Rafe explained, handing JJ back to Sarah and making his way back to Sofia.
“Wovey girl,” Sofia asked as Rafe rested his arm around her waist. “You wanna show them your Christmas turtle cookies?”
“Yes!” Wovey cried, wiggling to get down from her uncles arms.
“hold on, firecracker,” John B let out, bending down to put her on the floor.
“Wook wook!” Wovey yelled, running over to her parents, trying to get to the cookies.
“Careful baby girl,” Rafe explained, picking her up. “The oven is still hot.”
“Sowwy Daddy.” Wovey let out, as Rafe put her down on her stool.
“It’s okay, Princess,” Rafe said kissing her head, making sure the cookies and the plate weren’t too hot for her. “Just don’t want you to get burned.”
“Wook, tuwtwe!” Wovey explained, picking up one of the turtle cookies with Santa hat. Everyone cooed and told her how amazing they looked, making her start to pass them out to everyone. “Eat eat!” She chanted.
“Baby, what do you say?” Sofia asked.
“PWEASE!”
“That’s right baby girl,” Rafe chuckled.
"Wovey, these are so good," Wheezie explained, making Wovey smile.
"Daddy," Wovey whispered.
"What is it baby?" Rafe asked, bending down to her level.
Wovey felt the heat rising on her cheeks as she leaned into whisper in her dad's ear. "Can I give one to JJ?"
"You'll have to ask Auntie Sarah about that, okay sweet girl?" Rafe explained in a soft whisper.
"You do?" Wovey asked, embarrassment making her face turn bright.
"Okay, sweetheart." Rafe agreed, getting back to his full height. “Hey, Wovey wants to give one to JJ, that alright?”
“Oh, of course sweet girl,” Sarah gushed.
“Just a little bit though.” John B cut in.
“Why don’t you share one with him, honey?” Sofia suggested.
“Yes!” Wovey cheered. “Me share wif JJ!”
“That’s right baby,” Rafe cooed, grabbing a cookie, tearing a little off. “Why don’t you go give this to Auntie Sarah?”
“Yes!” Wovey let out, taking the small bit of cookie over to her aunt.
“Thank you, Wovey. You are the best big cousin.” Sarah cooed, ripping a small bit off, feeding it to JJ.
“Mm,” JJ let out making everyone smile.
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“Daddy!” Wovey gasped, as the family walked into the party. “Santa!”
“I see him, baby,” Rafe smiled, picking her up before she could go running away. “You wanna go wait in line?”
“Yes!” Wovey smiled.
“well hello,” Santa smiled, as Rafe put Wovey down on Santa’s lap.
“Santa!” Wovey yelled, clapping her hands as she looked from Santa to her parents.
“What’s your name little one?”
“Wovey May Camewon!” Wovey proudly explained, making Rafe’s heart fill with pride. “But evewyone cawws me Wovey. My daddy, Wafe Camewon is apawentwy a big deaw. But to me he just my daddy. And my mommy, Sofia,” Wovey explained, pointing to Sofia. “She not my weak mommy, but she the one who stay!” Wovey exlplained, doing her best to say what Dafe had told her. “She wanted to be my mommy, and I wanted her to!”
Rafe couldn’t help but feel the tears welling in his eyes as his baby girl talked to Santa. A wave of emotions going through his mind.
“I love you,” Sofia whispered, leaning into his side, as she too felt the tears in her eyes. “You and our baby.”
“We love you too,” Rafe explained, looking down at his wife. “Thank you. Thank you for staying and being her mom. She loves you with her whole heart.”
“of course Rafe. I would never leave her. Either of you. And I love her with my whole heart as well.”
Hi! Hope you're having a good week! Do you think you'll ever continue with odair's miracle? Love all your fics but have a soft spot for that one and would love to see more
Aww, thank you! I hope you’re having a good week as well! I am planning on continuing Odair’s Miracle, it is one of my personal favorites. I didn’t plan on taking this long of a brake for it, but after Netflix took the movies off, I kinda stopped writing because I always just like to watch it to make sure I’m describing things right. I had hoped that I would have been able to buy the movies, but it just hasn’t been in the budget to do so. I do however have a piece in my drafts that I’ll try to get out soon:) I also think that I probably will just continue it, just know something’s might be off since I won’t have a way to double check things:)
Hi. Is ur tumblr account still on? All ur replies in my inbox are gone. I had to type ur account name fully. I panick
Hi, yes my account is still on. It unfortunately has been acting up a lot, so I don't know if that has anything to do with it. If you have any questions, or simply just want to talk, try direct messaging me, I hope that will work.
Warnings- typical OBX stuff, not sure what else yet lol
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“Morning,” you mumbled, snuggling into Rafe’s side. “What time did you come home last night?”
“It was pretty late.” Rafe explained, kissing your head.
“Did you do it?”
“Yeah.” Rafe sighed. “Still not enough to pay off my debt though.
“Hey, it’s okay.” You explained, sitting up next to him, grabbing his hand. “We’re going to figure this out together okay? You and me. No more selling drugs okay?”
“Okay,” Rafe agreed.
You were about to say something when you got cut off by the churning in your stomach, the feeling of your past meal coming up. You jumped up and bolted to the bathroom, concerning Rafe and Doddle who both followed behind you.
You quickly got down and started throwing up into the toilet, feeling Rafe pull up your hair out of the way.
“Baby, are you sick?” He asked, rubbing your back.
“I don’t think so,” you sighed, putting your arm on the toilet and leaning on your hand.
“You’ve been feeling bad lately, honey. Are you sure?”
“I think I’m just eating too much honestly. I’ve gained some weight recently, maybe I just need to cut back.”
“Are you sure you’re not sick? Maybe I should cancel with Top and stay here to take care of you.”
“No, no. I’ll be okay. Go have fun with Top.”
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“Baby, I’m home,” Rafe smiled, walking into your shared room, to see you reorganizing the whole space. “Baby, what are you doing? You should be resting.”
“Relax,” you let out, stopping as you moved a rather heavy piece of furniture. “I’m fine. I feel great actually.”
“Are you sure?” Rafe asked, walking over to you as you started to reorganize the book shelf to find a place for the book you just finished.
“Yes. I feel fine. How are your hands?” You asked, still looking away.
“What?” Rafe asked, a confused look spreading across his face as he looked down at his bruised hands.
“Top texted,” you explained, putting the book up. “Told me all about your encounter with Pope.”
“Baby,” Rafe sighed, walking over to you
“Don’t ‘baby’ me, Rafe,” you stated, turning around to look at him. “You can’t just go around beating people up just because they’re Pogues. They’re people too, Rafe. They’re just not as fortunate as us.”
“I know,” Rafe sighed. “It’s just, his friend put a gun to Top’s head the other night.”
“Oh,” you let out. “I didn’t know that. Is he okay? Is he shaken up at all?”
“He’s fine. I just couldn’t stand there and watch a Pogue walk around the club after one put a gun up to Top’s head.”
“Rafe,” you sighed. “I see where you’re coming from. I really do. But just because Pope’s friend put a gun to Topper’s head, doesn’t mean you can go beat up Pope. From what I’ve seen he’s the smart and sweet one.”
“I know. I’m sorry baby. I just kinda lost it. I’m trying though.”
“I know you are baby. And that’s all I ask for. Now, go get ready. We gotta go meet up with my parents.”
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“We’re here,” you called, walking into your parents house as Rafe closed the door behind him.
“Oh, there’s my little girl,” your mom smiled, walking over and wrapping you up in a big hug, smothering your head with kisses.
“Mom,” you laughed. “I’m a grown adult.”
“I know, but you’re still my baby girl.” She smiled, pulling away to give Rafe a hug. “Rafe, how are you, honey?”
“I’m good mom, how are you.”
“We’re good.”
“Hi, son,” your dad smiled, shaking Rafe’s hand after giving you a hug. “So, what did you two want to talk about?”
“How about we go sit down?” You asked, grabbing Rafe’s hand as you watched him grow tense.
“I was wondering if we could borrow some generators?” Rafe explained. “Y/N said that you had some extra ones. My dad gave me money to buy some, but I used it to pay off some of my debt with my old dealer instead.”
“Oh, honey,” your mom sighed, as you rubbed a comforting hand on Rafe’s arm.
“Of course you can, son,” your dad explained. “And you know, me and Bethany would be more than happy to pay off your debt.”
“I know.” Rafe let out. “But I don’t want you two to have to do that. This is my burden to pay.”
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“Rafe,” you asked, sitting in bed the next morning as Rafe paced around the bedroom getting ready to go work out.
“Yeah?” He asked, stopping to look at you.
“I know you want to be the one to pay off your debt, but–” you were cut off by the sound of knocking coming from the door, followed by the voices of Topper and Kelce.
“Come on love birds, break it up!” Kelce yelled.
“Rafe, time to go, man,” Topper added.
“One minute!” Rafe yelled, looking back down to you and crouching down in front of you. “What was it, baby?”
“No, it’s okay. We can talk later.”
“No, really, baby. They can wait. What were you going to say?”
“It doesn’t matter. Just, go have fun with your friends okay? I’m gonna go take Wheeze shopping for midsummers. I’ll buy your suit while we’re out okay?”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.” You let out. “Just as long as you take Doddle with you.”
“Deal.” He smiled, kissing your lips. “I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“Not possible,” he smiled, standing up, walking to the door, he stopped and patted his leg as he reached for the doorknob. “Come on Doddle! Come spend the day with Daddy,” Doddle happily obliged and quickly jumped off the bed, making her way over to him. “I love you honey, have fun.”
“You too, Rafey.”
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“Oh my gosh!” Y/N let out, looking at a baby blue suit. “Wheeze, look at this! Won’t this look perfect on your brother!”
“I mean I guess,” Wheezie shrugged.
“It would match his eyes perfectly. I’m going to get it for him.” You explained, ushering over a worker. “Excuse me. Hi, I’d like to get this for my husband.”
“Of course,” she smiled. “Is this the right size?”
“Yes, this is perfect, thank you.”
“Of course, I’ll get that wrapped for you.”
“Thank you. Do you have any dress that’s would go with it?”
“Of course!”
“What about this one?” You asked, walking out with a baby blue dress that would match Rafe’s suit perfectly.
“Oh my gosh!” Wheezie squealed. “That looks perfect on you!”
“You think?” You smiled, looking at yourself in the mirror.
“It’s gorgeous!”
“I’m going to get it!”
“Oh, Wheezie,” you gushed, as Wheezie walked out of the dressing room in a beautiful dress. “That looks absolutely stunning on you honey.”
“You think?”
“Of course! I think that’s the one what about you.” Wheezie grinned, violently nodding her head. “Okay, why don’t you got change and we can pay for it.”
“Okay,” Wheeze let out, heading back to the dressing room.
You smiled to yourself and saw that you were getting a call from and unknown number, you don’t usually pick up to these, but you felt like you needed to pick this one up.
“Hey, Wheeze?” Yiu called out, grabbing Rafe’s card.
“Yeah?” She asked, turning around.
“I got to take this, okay,” you explained, handing the card to her. “Just use this to get everything and have someone help you bring it out to the car okay?”
“Okay.”
“Hello?” You asked, putting the phone to your ear once you stepped outside.
“Mrs. Country club,” the voice on the other end chanted.
“I’m sorry, who is this?” You asked, turning on your screen record in case anything were to happen.
“Looks like a nice suit you bought for your husband. And that dress looks good on you.”
“Who are you?” You asked, fear growing in your eyes as you looked around.
“Hope it wasn’t too expensive though. Your husband owes me a lot of money. And if I don’t get it from him, you’re gonna be the one payn’ up.” The guy hung up and you frantically looked around, feeling the fear getting higher ever second.
“Y/N?” Wheeze called, knocking you out of your thoughts.
“Get in the car,” you ordered.
“What?”
“Now!” You let out, grabbing the dresses and suits from one of the workers, putting them in the car, and getting in the drivers seat, quickly hitting the lock button.
“Y/N, what’s going on?” Wheezie asked.
“Don’t worry about it,” you let out, a tear falling down your face as you called Rafe.
“Baby?” Rafe asked on the other end.
“Where are you?”
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Rafe asked, conceding lacing his voice.
“Where are you.” You repeated.
“I’m out with Top. Baby, talk to me. What happened?”
“I need you to meet me at home:”
“Honey, what’s going on. Where are you?”
“The dress shop. Rafe, where are you? I don’t think I can drive,” you let out, the tears flooding down your face now, as Wheezie watched you, fear and confusion present on her face.
“I’ll be there in five minutes. Is Wheezie with you?”
“Yes,” you gasped.
“Baby, put the phone on speaker and don’t hang up until I get there.”
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“Baby,” Rafe asked, walking up to your car, and softly knocking on the window.
“Rafey,” you breathed, getting out of the car and wrapping him into a tight hug.
“Baby, what happened?” Rafe asked, holding you tight as he looked at Wheezie who shrugged.
“We need to go home.” You let out.
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“Baby, I’m so sorry,” Rafe let out, after hearing your screen recording of Barry’s message. “I never meant for any of this to happen.”
“Rafe, what if he’s been like poisoning me or something?”
“What? Baby how could he possibly do that?”
“I don’t know. He followed me around figure eight apparently. Rafey, I really think it’s him. Please, Rafe, just take my parents money, pay him back, and then the both of us can pay my parents back, please, Rafey,” you pleaded, tears streaming down your face.
“Of course,” Rafe replied, holding you tight in his arms as the two of you sat on the bed. “I’m going to pay him right away, I promise. I won’t let him hurt you, ever!”
Hi. It's me from months back. Just to ask a question. Is it okay if I write one of ur stories, the one Coriolanus x Archanereader in Ao3? I originally wanted to write on Wattpad earlier, but it's been deleting stories that's mature content, and the authors kept disappearing.
Tq. Sorry for asking, but I just wanted confirmation from you as you're the author I want to credit.
P.S.
I luv ur Rafe stories.
hey my love! Yes it’s fine if you post it on ao3 just please please please make sure you give me the writer credit please, I have worked very hard on them, and I just want people to know that I wrote it. (Sorry if that came out in a mean and demanding way, I don’t mean it like that at all) But also, one request, please don’t change anything with out my permission, unless it’s just like a speaking error, because my little dyslexic brain tends to miss thoughts lol. And also thank you so much for loving my Rafe stories that means a lot to me!
warnings- OBX, mom committed suicide (please don’t read of that topic bothers you. I won’t go into much detail) Rafe, Ward, not quite sure what else yet, let me know if there’s more
1/3
gif not mine. all credit to the creator.
“Morning, baby,” Rafe smiled, pulling you tighter to his chest. “How ya feeling this morning?”
“Good,” you mumbled, closing your eyes again, laying your head on his chest.
“Yeah?” He smirked, watching you drift back to sleep.
“Shush,” you grumbled, weakly slapping his chest. “Let me sleep.”
“Baby, it’s already 9, and we were gonna go help around, look at the damage with Top and Kelce, remember?”
“Oh yeah,” you let out, sitting up and rubbing your eyes.
“Are you up for that baby?” Rafe asked, worried about you after the events of yesterday.
“Yeah, I’m okay. I’d love to see your neighbor again. She’s just the cutest little girl.”
“Oh, she loves you so much baby. Every time I see her she asks about you.”
“Aww,” you cooed, feeling your heart melt. “She has such a big heart. She’s just the sweetest, Rafey.”
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“You sure you’re up for this?” Race asked, as you walked to his neighbors house.
“Yes, Rafey,” you let out, squeezing his hand.
“I just worry about you, baby. I know you bottle everything in, but that’s not good for you, and I want you to feel comfortable enough around me to let your guard down.”
“Woah,” you let out, stopping and turning to look at Rafe. “Rafey, do you seriously think that I don’t feel comfortable around you?”
“I-“ Rafe struggled. “I don’t know. I know that I have a past, and—“
“Rafey,” you let out, cutting him off as you got on your tiptoes and cupped his face in your hands. “Baby, I love you so much, okay? And you are the only person I feel 100% comfortable around, okay? I love you so much, more than anyone. I’ll let you know when I’m not okay, just like how you’ll let me know when you’re not okay.”
“I love you more,” Rafe smiled, leaning down to kiss you.
Right as the two of you were about to kiss you heard a little girl yelling your name. You both looked over to see Rafe’s little neighbor running up to you.
“Hey, hunny,” you smiled, kneeling down as she ran into your arms. “How are you?”
Rafe smiled, as he watched you intently listen to the little girl, softly brushing some hair out of her face as she talked.
“Man, you are totally whipped for her,” Topper let out, clapping his back.
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“Oh, so you left her on the boat?” You asked, looking from the sweet girl to the boat.
“My-hm.” The girl explained, as you started to stand back to your full height. “She has a trunk and blue ears.”
“Okay,” you stated, getting up and walking over to the boat. “I’m gonna get her for you.”
“Be careful of electricity.”
“I will, hunny. It’s dangerous so I want you to stay right there.”
“What is she doing?” Rafe asked, watching in fear as you climbed into the boat.
“Hey,” someone shouted. “There’s 14,000 volts in those wires.”
You let out a little shriek as you almost lost your balance, making Rafe anxious and ready to jump tk you at any second.
“Baby, be careful!” Rafe shouted, trying to mask the imminent fear growing inside him.
“Oh, you gotta be kidding me,” Rose let out, not wanting to get in trouble with your dad if you were to get hurt. “Y/N, get down now!”
“Rose, it’s okay. I’ll be fine.”
“You’re gonna get electrocuted!” Rose continued. “Get down!”
“Baby, it’s not safe,” Rafe explained, going over to stand by Rose. “Please baby, just get down.”
“Rafe, I’m fine.”
“When I tell your dad about this, Y/N” Rose started.
“I see her,” you called when you got to the boat, a smile spreading in your face as you saw the girls face light up.
“Baby,-“ Rafe started but was cut off by you screaming as you fell inside the boat.
He ran to you as fast as he could, others close behind him.
“Baby,” he called, sighing when he saw you sit up.
“I’m okay,” you panted, sitting up when you realized that you were okay. “I think I just lost my balance.”
“Baby, please get down,” Rafe begged.
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“You scared me today, baby,” Rafe explained, sitting on the porch of Tanneyhill with you.
“I’m sorry, Rafey.” You explained, leaning into his side. “I didn’t mean to scar you.”
“Then why’d you do it?”
“I just–” You struggled. “I just didn’t want her to be without her stuffed animal. I know how comforting they are, especially around the time of a storm.”
“What are you talking about, baby?” Rafe let out, seeing the tears forming in your eyes.”
“I've never told this to anyone before,” you breathed, letting a tear fall.
“You don’t have to baby,” Rafe cooed, gingerly cupping your face to look at him, as he wiped a tear away. “Not if you’re not ready.”
“But I want to. I want to tell you.” You croaked. “It’s just hard.”
“That’s okay, baby. Just take as much time as you need.”
“When–when I was a kid I was terrified of storms. One night during a hurricane, my mom came in to me crying out in fear.” You let out another whimper at the memory, crumbling Rafe’s shirt in your hand.
“It’s okay,” he shushed, kissing your head. “It’s okay, baby. Just take your time. I’ve got you.”
“She…she handed me a stuffed turtle and I’m, it helped me calm down every time. It was like I knew I was safe if I had it. I took her everywhere I went, it was like she was my best friend. But when I started middle school I forgot about her. But after… after..”
“You don’t have to say it,” Rafe let out, holding you tighter to his chest.
“After she died… I um, I got the turtle back out, and just hugged it close to my chest. In a way it felt like my mom was still with me.” You sobbed, soaking his shirt with your tears. “Rafey, I’m not okay. I miss my mom. Rafey I want her back. I want my mom.”
“Oh, baby,” Rafe breathed, feeling his heart clench as she sobbed in his arms. “I know. I know baby, just let it out. I’ve got you.”
“Rafey?”
“What is it baby?”
“How did you handle it? When your mother died?”
“Oh my baby. I didn’t.” Rafe explained. “I started doing drugs, to make me numb to the feeling. But then I couldn’t stop. But you know what got me to stop? What helped me throw everything?”
“What?” You asked, letting your head to look up at him.
“You.” Race explained, wiping another tear. “When you came into my life, I could feel that everything changed, but then we started to get closer, and I knew I never wanted to hurt you. But once we started dating I tried more then anything to get clean. But I just couldn’t. That is until I found out about your mom. When I saw how distraught you were as you cried and screamed in my arms, I knew I had to get better for you. So I could help you through the thing that hurt me the most so you didn’t end up like me. Baby, you’re the reason I’m clean. And I am going to be right here with you ever step of the way for the rest of your life okay? For better or for worse.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more. Now, I have a serious question for you baby. What’s her name?”
“What?”
“The turtle. What’s her name?”
“Shelley,” you smiled, softly laughing making Rafe’s heart melt.
“I’m going to go take Doddle for a walk today, you wanna come?” You asked, putting the leash on Doddle.
“Are you sure you’re up for it?” Rafe asked, walking over to you.
“Yes. I really don’t know what it was, but I feel great today. So do you wanna come?”
“Can’t.” Rafe sighed, resting his hands on your waist. “Gotta do something for my dad.”
“That’s okay, Rafey, you do whatever you need to do.” You smiled, looking up at him with jutted out lips.
Rafe smiled, and chuckled as he gave you a kiss. “Have a good walk, I love you.”
“I love you more. Be careful with whatever it is you’re doing.”
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“Jeese, the beach really is a mess,” you mused as you walked the shoreline as Doddle played in the water. You checked the time and saw that you’ve been gone for over an hour and decided it was time to head home, knowing that Doddle would need to be washed after this. “Come on Doddle, time to head home!”
Doddle heard your call and came running out of the water. She stopped at your feet and instantly rolled around in the sand.
“Oh Doddle!” You sighed. “Now you’re gonna get sand all over the floors.” Doddle just looked up at you with her adorable little face, tongue sticking out and a smile making your heart melt. “Come on, stinker, let's head home. Mama’s gonna have to give you a bath before Daddy lets you back on the bed.”
You were making your way back when you saw Topper and Sarah take a drink out of something Kelce gave them, but then saw Wheezie take it and you started running.
“Since when did you start drinking?” Sarah asked, pulling it out of her hands as you got to them.
“Since today!” Wheezie let out.
“What the heck?” You yelled, storming up to them. “Why would you let a thirteen year old drink? Come on, Wheeze,” you let out, grabbing her hand, glaring at Kelce. “We’re going home.”
“Please don’t tell Rafe, he’s going to tell Dad.” Wheezie begged, as you walked home
“Wheeze, he’s your older brother, and my husband. Of course I’m going to tell him, but I promise you Ward won’t find out.”
“Thank you!”
“Of course now come on, let’s get you home.”
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You got home and gave Wheezie some medicine and told her to lay down as you went to the bathroom to put Doodle in the tub. You put her in the tub and started the water. You took off your shirt and neatly folded it to put on the counter, then started to bathe her.
“Well isn’t this a lovely sight,” Rafe smirked, as he walked into the bathroom to see you in just your pants and bra, a messy bun, while Doodle was covered in bubbles.
“Hi,” you smiled, looking at him.
“How was your walk?” Rafe asked, walking over to you and getting on the ground next to you, giving you a quick kiss as he reached out to pet Doddle.
“It was good,” you explained, going back to washing the soap off of her. “We went down to the beach and she played in the water a bit, then the little stinker decided to roll in the sand when it was time to leave.”
“That sounds about right.”
“Oh and guess what Kelce did?”
“What? You saw Kelce?”
“Yeah, as I was coming home I saw Kelce, Top, Sarah and Wheeze at the beach. Kelce made a drink and Wheeze had some.”
“What?” Rafe yelled. “I’m gonna kill him–”
“No, please don’t tell anyone, Rafe. I told Wheeze that you wouldn’t, especially not your dad please Rafe. Besides, I think she was the one to take it, they all tried to take it away from her.”
“Fine.” Rafe agreed, looking back at Doddle who was shivering now that the water was off. “How about we go sit out in the sun and let Doodle try off?”
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“I love having time just the three of us.” You smiled, snuggling into Rafe’s side, Doddle wrapped up in a towel on your lap as you sat on the back porch looking at the ocean.
“Me too darling. Me too. You know, we should go on a date soon, maybe go to the mainland for a night to get a break.”
“That would be fun,” you smiled, looking up at him. “Let’s do it.”
“Rafe,” Ward called, walking out. “Come on, I need to talk to you.
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“I just don’t feel like you care enough,” Ward yelled.
“I said I do!”
“Yeah, you said!”
“What do you want me to say?”
“I don’t want you to say anything! All I want you to do is to take care of business. Where are the backup generators?
“Okay!”
“I gave you money for the back up generators. You said you would take care of it. Did you take care of it? Where are they?”
“They’re on back order.”
“Yeah, of course they are.”
“There was a hurricane.”
“I tell you what. You know that Pogue I just fired? Way more reliable than you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really! You need to get it together, Rafe, or you can go live on the cut.” Rafe let out a chuckle at Ward’s words. “What that funny to you?”
“Wow.”
“You can go live on the cut, Rafe. But I don’t think your wife would like that. And you have to think about her, Rafe. You married her and you have to think about what’s best for her now! Now get up and get out of here. I’m sick of lookin’ at you.” Rafe shot up and started walking away. “Make yourself useful somewhere, somehow.”
“Sarah’s not working,” Rafe said, hands on his hips.
“This isn’t about Sarah, Rafe. You’re almost 20. And you’re married. You don’t just get to sit back and have everything handed to you.”
“Yes, sir.”
“It does not seem like you understand me.”
“I’ll take care of those generators, okay?”
“I’ll believe that when I see it.”
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You were sitting on the couch watching The Note Book with Wheezie when Rafe came rushing back in, going straight to your bedroom.
Doddle instantly darted in and started barking, then got up and chased after Rafe. You cursed under your breath then went after them.
“Rafe,” you let out, opening the door. Doddle bee-lined to Rafe barking at him. “Talk to me, tell me what happened.”
“I screwed up,” Rafe let out, tears in his eyes as he paced around the room. “I really screwed up.”
“It’s okay, hey it’s okay,” you explained, cupping his face in your hands, wiping the tears away. “It’s okay, just let me help you.”
“I didn’t take any.”
“I know, I can tell, you’re not high right now.”
“I’ll get rid of it.”
“Why’d you go back in the first place?”
“I had a fight with my dad. He threatened to make us go live out on the cut.”
“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay. Hey, look at me baby, we’re going to figure this out okay? What happened?”
“I um… I didn’t get the backup generators, because I’m still in debt with Barry.”
“That’s okay, hey, that’s okay. My dad has some extra ones, baby. He’ll let you use them, and you know my parents would gladly pay off your debt.”
“But I don’t want them to. I want to be the one to pay off my debt.”
“Okay, so what are we gonna do?”
“I’m gonna figure this out, I don’t want you to be a part of this.”
“You’re gonna sell it aren’t you?”
“Are you mad at me?”
“Look, Rafe, I know you have friends who do it, and all I care about is you, and to make sure you’re not on them. Do I think your friends should do it, absolutely not. But my biggest concern is you. If you want to go sell this at a party tonight, I will let you just this once. But you have to promise me that you won’t do any, and that you won’t get caught. Deal?”
“Deal.” Rafe breathed, wrapping you up in a hug, and burying his face in your shoulder as he cried. “I love you. I don’t deserve you.”
“Sh sh. It’s okay. It’s okay, you’re okay. And Rafe, it’s me that doesn’t deserve you. I love you so so so much.”
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