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What you need- masterlist

│Obsessed!Rafe x Reader

│Cinderella- mac miller (feat. Ty dollar $ign)

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Obsessed!Rafe who:

↳Gets angry when guys flirt with you, but he cant do anything about it

↳Hates hiding your relationship

↳Always asks you how your day was

↳Turns into a talker when he gets comfortable

↳Loves taking pictures of you ... ;)

↳Doesn't like it when you have guy friends that aren't his friends

↳Helps you with schoolwork, and surprises you when he does

↳Always watching the movies you like and listening to the songs you like, never telling you

↳Made a playlist that reminds him of you, and different playlist for when you are together

↳Never lets you pay

↳Always buys you stuff as an apology

↳Loves cuddling

↳Drives by your house to see what you're doing

↳Checks your location 24/7

↳Calls and texts you often to check up on you

↳Always offers to pick up and drop you off when you need to go somewhere

↳Clears his schedule to hang out with you

↳Feels guilty when he raises his voice at you

↳Hates when he lets his emotions get ahold of him

↳Apologies first

↳Eyes soften and looks down when he realizes he's in the wrong

↳Rolls his eyes when his friends tease you, but curious for your responses

↳Wants to show you off

↳Never lets you walk home

↳Always texts first, even when he's drunk

↳Calls you at 3 am because he wants to hear your voice

↳Doesn't take you on dates because he's never taken relationships seriously and has no idea how they work

↳says "Move in with me."

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┃call me when you're sober

-enemy!Rafe x drunk! Reader

-you stumble at your biggest enemy (crush), Rafe, at a party.

You were really drunk, stumbling all over the frat house, music blasting all over the place and only led lights filling your vision, seeing barley anything else.You walk to the kitchen, going to get another drink, you look down, focusing on the way you walk.

You stumble into someone, you immediately grab their arms, big and strong, you look up, vision still blurry, unable to tell the mysterious man and his voice fills your ears. "Easy, ace. Watch where you're goin'." Rafe says, smirking, looking down at you. You groan as you keep your hands on his forearms, subconsciously moving them up and down, "ugh," you scoff, "this guy i hate calls me the same thing, you smell like him too," you cant even stay steady now, leaning into his forearms, he chuckles, "Arms like his too, big and muscular, wish he-"

"Thought you hated him, pick a side, ace." he says, looking down at you, slightly pouting and eyes looking up at him, and then back down, probably unable to focus, he thinks to himself.

"I do, i wanna punch his face, then sit on it."

You mumble, but he heard it crystal clear, he's laughing now, moving his hand to carefully grab and pull the side of your neck to look at him, eyes meeting his, he licks his lips and thats when you saw it, for a slight second when he moved, the ring shined, his ring, you try to look again, moving your head to the side, but he moves the same hand, letting you see it again, and placing it on your chin this time, tilting it up, he lowers his head, still remaining eye contact as your breath hitches.

"Call me when you're sober."

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What you need- ch1

│Obsessed!Rafe x Reader

- Tags: swearing

-Word count: 1.5k

-Summary: Rafe hasn't seen you in a long time.

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"RAFE!! Are you listening to me??!!" Ward snaps at him, Rafe slightly jumps at his father screaming to get his attention, how long was he zoned out for?

Ward is staring at him, speechless, waiting for a response from Rafe, he just stands still, not moving a muscle, only staring at his father. How did he even get here?

March 20th

1 month ago..

Rafe was heading home, his black truck standing out in the neighborhood, speeding just a little over the limit, eager to go home, relax, be in his own bubble for a while before everyone else disrupted his peace, god he hated that, he hated having a tiring day and coming home to a full house, the noise bothering him and his thoughts.

As he pulled into the driveway, he sighed of relief, finally home. He got out of his truck, took out his keys and started walking into the door, and that's when he froze, he heard laughter. Not Sarahs or Wheezies.. But someone else's? Fuck, he cant get peace now, Sarah probably has one of her friends over, they are going to be loud, obnoxious, probably make a mes or break something. He thought to himself while he entered the house, swinging the door open and slightly slamming to make it known he's there. He drops his keys in the counter next to the door, taking off his shoes and trying to hear where the noise is coming from so he can stay as far away as possible. And it's from Sarah's room, how nice. He's going to hear practically everything now, he can't wait!

The wooden stairs creek as Rafe makes his way to his room, the chattering and laughing now getting louder, he furrows his brows as he keeps going, he swears he can recognize that voice from somewhere, it wasn't one of Sarah's usual friend but it felt so familiar, hes getting closer to Sarah's room and his curiosity takes over him, he stops at Sarah's door, he pushes the door open to see his sister and you. He looks at the girls in front of him, but he's focusing on you, he hasn't seen you in a while, you look.. different? but also the same, nothing about you has changed, your face is the same, hair looks the same, you just grew up, you look older even though you are only a year or so younger than him, he remembers you looking younger, is his mind fucking with him? Why is he putting so much importance to it anyway, he just hasn't seen you in a while, i mean he has, from afar but now he's closer, seeing you in more detail.

"Uhmm.. what do you want? Atleast say hi to Y/N." Sarah says looking back at you, emmbarrased by her brother's actions, he's staring like he's never seen a woman before, kind of ironic. Rafe attempts to say something but his brain doesn't follow, so he opens and closes his mouth, trying to find the words, he's still staring at you, you are conscious of it so you proceed to look down and play with the hem of your skirt, silently praying his gaze from you adverts. Sarah grows an inpatient look in her face waiting for brother to respond, she rolls her eyes, ready to get up and close the door in his face, he notices andfinally says something.

"I- uh, i was checking on you,- he says with uncertainty, since when does Rafe Cameron check on his sister?- "Hi Y/N.." before he gets a response he's already turning around to leave the room, his brows furrow.What the hell was that? He replays the words in his mind, cringing himself.

"Is he alright..?" You turn to Sarah as you ask, trying to process what the hell had happened, you're not even sure if you have ever seen Rafe so awkward around a girl, he's usually well, anything but whatever the hell that was.

"Hes probably high as hell right now, don't mind." she shrugs, continuing her previous conversation, unbothered with the weirdest interaction that shes ever seen her brother be in.

Rafe clenches his jaw at that as he stands next to Sarah's doorframe "Hes probably high as hell right now, " so annoying, always has to blabber about something, he thinks to himself, he cant stand people who dont mind their business, great, now you probably think he gets high at broad daytime too, why does it matter though?

Fuck, he needs to calm down, he never cares what people think of him, so why does it matter? He shakes his head as he makes way upstairs to his room, cursing at himself for putting such importance on a stupid thing.

He's always had a problem with his temper, sometimes it just snaps, especially when people gossip about him, when he's right there, he finds it so stupid and even more stupid when his own family members do it too.

...

He hears laughter from downstairs, this time he thinks it's coming from the kitchen or living room. ugh, his thoughts are interrupted now, great, he's hearing it again, louder this time. He shifts in his bed, gets up, paces a few times, opens the drawer to looks at his stash, shakes his head, closes his drawer again, paces a bit more and sits down, hand going through his soft hair, and back to his neck. He still hears it, what the hell is going on? He groans, he can't focus on anything anymore, he faintly hears your voice, if he's really quiet, he can, he hears stuff being moved around or whatnot, he sighs as he decides to get up and.. check on you guys, for some reason. While contemplating with his decision his feet are already dragging him downstairs, what is he even going to do when he gets there? I came downstairs to see what you guys were doing even though i shouldnt and dont care, okay im going to stand here now for a while, just pretend im not there, and still he's going down the stairs, for whatever reason, he blames it on curiosity, he hasn't seen you in a while, that's it.

He gets to the first floor, voices closer, he keeps walking to the direction, entering the kitchen, just standing there, at first he sees Sarah and you.. Cooking something? He raises an eyebrow, trying to understand what's going on here. "God you're making a mess" you say at Sarah, trying to contain your laughter as she tries to make what seems as, tomato sauce..? Whatever she's doing he agrees with you, Sarah has no idea how to cook. He's not any better anyway..

"What the hell are you guys doing?" he says before they catch him just looking again, god he wants to burn that interaction.He sees the two girls immediately turn around, Sarah's smile drops, continuing with her usual eye roll as she turns back around to continue stirring the sauce, which smells burnt by the way, but you decide not to say that comment. Your eyes stay on him though, he notices and looks back at you, not saying anything, just waiting a response from you first, he takes the opportunity to look at you again, holding back a smirk as you look away first, trying to find something to do, grabbing random stuff and putting them back as you move around. Well damn, he feels better about himself knowing he's not the only one who got nervous like that.

"We are cooking dingus, what's it looking like to you?" His sister responds in a tone, annoyed he's barging in her hangout, acting like he's 12 again and bothering his sister to annoy her. Rafe rolls his eyes at the response as he makes way to the stove, looking down at the pot as he twists his face, trying not to smell the slight burning of the tomatoes. "You call this cooking? This looks like shit, throw it away and stop making a mess." he says as he moves away from the pot, making way to the fridge, noticing you close to it as he walks past, trying to ignore your gaze at him. "Fuck off Rafe, go out or something, stop bothering us." Sarah says, annoyed at him offering so much opinion to them. He closes the fridge as he looks back at you, as you turn around, not agreeing or giving any opinion to the siblings' small banter, wait, have you even spoken to him all this time? He shrugs at his own question and forgets Sarah's slight insult.

"Hes so weird today, please don't mind him" Sarah says, annoyed at him offering so much opinion to them. He closes the fridge as he looks back at you, as you turn around, not agreeing or giving any opinion to the siblings' small banter, wait, have you even spoken to him all this time? He shrugs at his own question and forgets Sarah's slight insult.

"Hes so weird today, please don't mind him" Sarah makes sure hes away so she can throw away whatever she had on that pot, not wanting to satisfy her brother by doing what he suggested in the first place. "Dont apologize, it's fine." you say in a small smile, making your way to Sarah to help her clean up.

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A/N: First chapter!! big thank you to whoever reads and interacts!˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ‎

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What you need- ch2

│Obsessed!Rafe x Reader

-tags: alcohol

-word count: 1,8k

-summary: Rafe thinks about you.

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March 29th 

9 days later

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Rafe just got out of the shower, his towel wrapped around his moist skin, clinging in a knot. He takes a step out of the steam filled bathroom, walking to his drawers and pulling out fresh clothes, he places the garments on his bed as he makes way to his closet, going through clothing options as he picks out a few pieces, he throws them behind himself hoping they land on his bed, he goes through again trying to find his usual grey knitted fleece jacket, and furrows his brows, surprised about it not being there.

It has to be in his room somewhere, he swore he remembers wearing it a few days ago and leaving it here. He goes through every drawer, closet, crease and corner of his room, his luck failing in hopes of finding it. He runs a hand through his hair, talking to himself while looking around, trying to think of places where he put it. He groans, he hates running late and his time being taken up with bullshit like this, he places his hands on his hips as he huffs and puffs, still looking around. Rafe gets fed up and runs downstairs to ask for help he's not going to get. He swings open Sarah's room door without warning. 

Sarah jumps slightly, plopping her weight on her elbows and bringing her knees up subconsciously caused by the random intrusion, “What the hell!! Geez Rafe fucking knock next time!!” she says as she lowers her knees and sees her brother looking around her room, scanning it. “What are you looking for?? And put some clothes on!!” Sarah raises her voice so his attention could be snapped back. He whips his head at her and groans, frustrated that his sister can't magically read his mind. “I need my grey jacket, the one i wear all the time i cant find it:” he says as the last words trail off while he still scans the room, he looks back over to Sarah, getting impatient now, as hes about to say something, she says “Ohh that jacket, i gave it to one of my friends sorry, it was cold out and i couldnt find mine, ill get it back to you.” she shrugs, laying back down as she continues scrolling on her phone, knowing her brother doesn't have any time to scold her about giving away his stuff to random people. He inhales through his nose as he mutters “fuck.” under his breath, knowing he can't waste any more time as he should be out of the house right now. 

He makes his way back to his room, closes and locks his door as he removes his towel and puts on his clothes, he dresses up and fixes his hair, going through his closet to grab another jacket as he grabs his things and leaves his room. In the hallway he passes Rose, cup of wine in her hand, who of course needs to stop him. “Where are you going?” she asks with a hint of attitude in her tone, Rafe turns to face her and rolls his eyes but still answers her. “Out.” he simply says as he turns around again to go downstairs. “Does your father know?” she snaps back and crosses her arms. Rafe takes  a deep breath and turns around again, he needs to remain calm, “Rose, i am 20 years old, im not a child, goodbye.” he says finally, sensing Rose already scoffing as he makes his way downstairs, passing through the kitchen and grabbing his car keys while he opens the front door and closes it.

..

Rafe enters the small party, stepping into the familiar house and taking in the familiar faces, the smell of weed and alcohol already drawing in his nose, he walks in through the hallway, greeting some people while making way to the kitchen, where everyone seemed to be, he spots 2 very known faces, Topper and Kelce, he smiles as he makes his way to them, greeting and doing a quick handshake with both. “Anyone want to get shitfaced?” he immediately asks, not waiting for an answer as he is already pouring himself a drink, downing it and pouring another one quickly. Topper and Kelce give a quick look and shrug grabbing their preferred choice of drinks and a few cups. “Topper needs it man, he's still sulking over your sister, it's depressing.” Kelce says as Topper hastily jumps in to defend himself ,Rafe rolls his eyes, he can't stand this bitching anymore as he lets out a groan ."That's so pathetic bro, she doesn't give a shit about you, man up.” He says as he downs another drink, swallowing hard, this one feeling stronger. 

Topper rolls his eyes but Rafe can see Topper is hurt by his words, he couldn't care less though, people have always complained to him about this, being overly honest, Rafe think its his best trait, he thinks people are too delusional nowadays, feeding off lies to make themselves better, its pathetic to him. It annoys him the most with Topper, it's not the fact that Sarah is his sister but him understanding the position shes in, he always sleeps around with girls, nothing serious, he doesn't do relationships, finds them a waste of time, he gets bored and when he sees girls trying so hard to get his attention it turns him off so much, he likes it for as long as it ends with sex though, after that he's never gone back to them or even bothered to remember their names for that matter. Sarah talked once to him about this, well to regular people she practically screamed at him but that is normal talking in the Cameron family. She told Rafe he needs to man-up already, this “playboy” era being pathetic, and he's going to regret it when he wants to settle down and no one would trust him to be in a committed relationship with him. He ignored her, but in his head he was thinking about her words, and he hated that she was right, it wasn't just Sarah, his dad was saying the same things, Rose, Wheezie, damn it even his grandma back in Chapel hill mentioned it to him. He's scared to commit, he doesn't trust others to stay if they see the true him, his dad has always been hard on him, especially after his mom left, he developed severe trust issues, along with a lot of other severely problematic ones. He couldn't bring himself to let anyone in, and even he didn't trust himself in a relationship, not that he would cheat, he can take things seriously but he feels like he'd try so hard to be perfect that he would screw everything up. 

The change of the song snapped him out of his thoughts, Topper didn't seem to notice and Kelce wasn't even there, wait, "Where'd Kelce go?” Rafe asked. “I don't know, he's talking to some girl over there.” Topper said, bringing the cup of alcohol to his mouth as he took a sip. Rafe shrugged while just looking around for curiosity, as he's about to let it go, he finally catches it, Kelce is talking… to you? He furrows his brows, Rafe had no idea you even went to parties, and especially Kook filled parties. He watches you, you are wearing a skin tight simple black dress paired with some black boots, no jacket though, how arent you freezing? He shakes his head slightly but he's still watching you, eyes roaming around your face, he's noticed it before, you are gorgeous, but different, he wouldn't try anything with you, you are practically untouchable from what he's seen and heard, and he's more so embarrassed that he knows he would get rejected immediately, you seem so.. preserved, he's surprised you are even here in the first place, or even talking to Kelce for that matter. 

He pushes whatever thought he had in mind as he looks down, trying to shut down any light bulb popping in his head at the moment. 

But he says to himself, “fuck it.” and still continues to stare at you, one look can't hurt right? He can't tell if you look bored as hell or actually interested in talking to him, he's noticing the alcohol clearly kicking in as he suddenly hears you laugh, he rolls his eyes knowing well enough that Kelce must've said one of his usual recycled jokes he uses on every girl. And frustration kicks in now, why is he even talking to you right now? What does he have to give to you, you don't deserve a guy like him, your smart and more on the innocent side, Kelce is going to have his way with you and hurt you because he knows your a caring person and fuck, where is this even leading? He has to be out of his mind right now, he's clearly focusing on random bullshit that doesn't even matter and he shouldn't care about.  He looks up for what feels like the 100th time and is taken aback when he sees Kelce shake his head while walking towards them, you look down as he presses something against your chest as he starts to speak. “Here, she said Sarah gave it to her when she was over there once.” Kelce says handing you the jacket, its the grey one he was trying to find earlier, you stare at it below, already starting to smell the faint trail of floral, powdery scent, he holds it for a while, trying to process the situation as the alcohol is making his brain work slower, he puts the jacket on and your scent lingers on the piece of clothing, he scans the room trying to find you, just to see if you are looking at him too, but he can't find you, his attention drifts to Kelce, Rafe's ears picking up your name as Kelce is explaining what happened. “Shes cool, yaknow, but she's just so…cold, she's really nice but she had no interest in me in that way, she left anyway, it's fine, not my type anyway.” Rafe rolls his eyes at that, Kelce can be so insecure at times, he doesn't get what he wants and immediately switches up, hes just mad that he cant get you, Rafe knows that, and he couldn't either, and it makes him wonder, is it really going to be like this with every girl like you? It all leads back to his family's constant lectures about commitment. He probably needs to start getting his shit together already. But why is he getting the motivation to start now?

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A/N: sorry i took so long with the second chapter!! i swear reader and Rafe interactions coming soon!!!˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ‎

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│ Leave my boyfriend alone!

-you ask Rafe to stop bothering your boyfriend, but he needs something in return, or someone..

-based of this ⚠️p!link here

-warnings: smut w some plot, slapping, spitting, cheating, oral (m. receiving), degradation, slight praising.

He hears a knock on his door. He sighs and stops what he's doing, opening the door.

He's met by you, dressed in tight blue jeans, showing off every curve, a flimsy white top, your nipples peaking through and a grey jacket he wants off of you.

He gets done eyeing you down, you look angry. Did he fuck you before and forget to call? He sighs.

"Can i help you?" He asks, annoyed tone in his voice.

"Yes, stop bothering my boyfriend." You finally speak up, matching his tone.

He chuckles softly, knowing what you're talking about, he's not in the mood to play dumb.

He invites you in, you refuse at first, he insists and you oblige.

"And just why should i do that?" He asks, ironic smug look in his face.

"Aren't you ashamed? You're too old for this kinda stuff, be more mature."

He laughs in your face, your gaze softens, Rafe is an unpredictable person, your confident attitude is faltering slowly.

"So, you come to MY house, and give ME a lecture, ya know what?" He scoffs, looking at you like you're asking him for a billion dollars. He stays quiet for a while, running a hand through his hair, before an idea pops in his head . "How about you beg a little, and I'll think about it."

Your breath hitches. You gulp.

He sighs, going to wrap his hand at the door handle. "Alright then, leave if you aren't going to, not gonna ask twice."

You drop to your knees, looking up at him in an angry gaze.

He smiles, coming closer, pinching your chin. "Hey, lighten up, I'm doing you a favor here. Now, tell me, what do you want?"

"Stop bothering my boyfriend, leave him alone."

"And why are you speaking on his behalf sweetheart? Hm?" He coos, reaching a hand to play with a flock of your hair.

You don't answer, instead you repeat your request, voice firmer.

"You have some nerve, sweet girl. Now beg for it."

You tense up. "Beg how?"

He chuckles, bringing his hand to grip your jaw now, forcing you to look up at him.

"Use your words, baby."

You just look up at him, voice coming in when you notice the impatient look in his eyes.

"P-please, leave my boyfriend alone..."

You say, voice soft and gentle, fumbling with your words at the not-so-innocent request. His jaw clenches, he exhales sharply, the tightness in his pants becoming uncomfortable, but it's never enough for him, he needs more.

"Nah, thats not it, you're not begging."

Before he gets the chance to leave, you start again.

"Please, Rafe, I beg you, leave my boyfriend alone, please."

He laughs, moving his grip on your head instead, letting the palm rest on your scalp, he looks at you amused, eyes widening psychotically.

"You have... a-a problem, Rafe, this behavior isn't normal." You whisper.

He lifts his hand and runs it through his hair, pupils blowing wide now from his previous lines.

"Wanna know my problem?Your boyfriend, is my bitch, so who's going to be my whore if not him?"

You gasp slightly, looking down, then back up at him. "I-I don't know, get another one."

He chuckles, wondering if you're playing dumb or being serious. "Yea but, who?" He says in a mocking tone. You just stand there, noticing his hand fisting into a grip on your hair, hastily, making you look at him, his gaze now sharper, more serious.

"You listen to me, from now on, you're gonna be my bitch, alright?" Your stomach drops, heat settling in your stomach, you nod, letting out a barely audible "okay."

He doesn't wait for an answer, already working on his belt, unbuckling it and letting his pants drop with ease. He pulls his boxers down, his cock springing out free in a bounce, thick and long, a big vein running along it, tip flushed and swollen as it twitches, needy for touch.

"Take your top off." He commands, stroking his length up and down as he looks down at you, gaze heavy and lustfull. You hesitate for a moment, looking up at him with innocent eyes, but your mind flashes back to your boyfriend, your doing this for him... right?

You look around awkwardly for a second before you decide to remove your jacket, slow, dropping it with a soft thud on the floor along with your tube top, now being bare in-front of him. He chuckles.

"Fuck.. no bra, it's like you were hoping for me to fuck you." Your lips part at his statement, unable to say anything, would he listen if you denied? His expression is full of desire when he reaches out to grab your nipple, pinching it slightly before palming his entire hand on your boob, grabbing it and slapping it a few times, earning a sharp inhale from you. He lets go of his death grip on your tits.

"Use your hands on me." He says firmly. You hesitate, but he's not patient, before you can look up at him, you feel his spit land on your nose, you scoff. "Ugh! You're crazy!" He laughs, amused, "use your fucking hands bitch." He says, grabbing your wrists and putting your hands on his twitching, rock hard cock. You work yourself from there, both hands fisting around it, slow and steady rhythm. He lands another spit on your nose bridge "Faster."

You scoff again, letting one of your hands go to wipe it off, he grabs a fist full of your hair, yanking your head back with force, making you yelp. He spits at you again , landing on your chin. "I didn't say take your hands off, fucking jerk me off. Now."

He grits his teeth, and you do so, wanting him to get off and leave as soon as possible. Your wrists work harder, hurting from the constant movement, his long length making you work harder. His eyes close, letting out a groan, he mutters something under his breath, he looks back down at you, eyes filled with lust. "Stop doing that, i wanna feel your pretty mouth around me."

You let your hands drop to the floor, bringing your mouth near his tip, sucking on the tip first, a soft whimper leaving his mouth, making the heat between your pants unbearable, pussy throbbing and rocking slowly, needing friction.

"Good fucking girl, just like that, take it all now."

He pushes in your mouth, groaning at the suction, eyes looking up with bliss. You go in all the way, gagging as he hits the back of your throat, pulling back out again for air, and back in. He hisses at the sensation.

"Your boyfriend ever stuffed your throat like this? Hm?" You immediately let out a "No" your voice all muffled and barely audible. He laughs tauntingly, grabbing your hair rougher, spitting in your face again, this time landing on your forehead, you grunt against his length , looking up at him with tear filled angry eyes. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck I'm so close." He lets out a broken moan, pulling out of your mouth to jerk his throbbing cock with his hand, ropes of cum landing on your hot mouth, tongue lolled out and taking everything.

He pulls out fully, chest heavy and a wide smirk plastered on his face. His eyes heavy, staring down at you with a dark, low gaze. You look angry, face full of saliva and some of his load on the corners of his mouth. He pats your head, laughing at your state. "You can go now, tell your boyfriend i said hi, he better see my mark on you, you're my whore now, got it?" You just nod, bending over to grab your clothes, earning a slap on your ass from him.

"Ow!!" You wince in pain, grabbing your top to cover your breasts. He laughs again,

"Go already, you're not fucking staying here."

You roll your eyes at him, grabbing everything and opening the door, closing it with a loud thud.

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repost!!

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Stay with me- ch2

│highschool!Rafe x Reader -> military!Rafe x Reader

-warnings: swearing

-summary: Rain fight.

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Rafe organized another hangout the day before he left, it was at Kelce's house, it was Saturday, the restaurant was packed with dinner reservations so you had to pull an extra shift, it was only other hours, usually by then the night already starts to happen.

By 10 pm, you finished, it was pouring rain, you got into your car and drove as far as possible to see Rafe, when you pulled up In Kelce's driveway, you stared into the mirror, 'collect yourself, stay calm', you thought to yourself, the nerves settling in the back of your throat, this is it, you're not going to be emotional, you're gonna plaster a smile on your face and pull yourself together.

You knock into the front door, Topper answering, he just stood there, he has a look on, he wants to say something, he glances behind himself, sighing as he closes the door behind himself, walking you backwards into the patio. You furrow your brows.

"Whats going on?"

"Did you hang out with Rafe yesterday?" He blurts out.

"No? Im here now." You're confused. Topper sighs, muttering a curse under his breath. You raise your eyebrows, waiting for him to speak, he avoids your intense gaze.

"Topper?! Whats going on?" You say impatiently, the complete silence between you and the only faint sounds of laughter inside stressing you.

"Look, Ive known for couple of years something between you and Rafe might have happened, i don't know if I'm right or wrong, you don't have to confirm it but, he left alright? He left early, said something about getting sleep or something, everyone caught on to it and asked about waiting for you, he just said he hung out with you the day before and we dropped it, I'm not an idiot, i could tell he was lying.

Look, if you want you can leave right now, talk to him if you want to, or i don't know, get some closure at least, i wont tell anyone you came here, or maybe you do want to stay, your choice, just thought you deserved to know."

He rants, running out of breath while explaining to you, his gaze softens, putting a hand over your shoulder as a way of comfort. You look down, of course he did, of course he left, without saying goodbye. You don't know how to feel, the words crashing over you like a hurricane. Anger flashes in now, he couldn't put the past behind him couldn't he? You weren't letting him win, not this time.

"I think I'm just gonna go home, thank you for telling me Topper." He just nods as he lowers his hand, opening his arms now, pulling you into a quick hug.

You stop your car, looking at the residence ahead. The car inside is silent, you can only hear the windshield wipers squeaky noise going back and forth and the strong taps of rain on your windows. You clench your jaw, getting angrier by the second, tapping your index fingers rapidly on your wheel uncontrollably, trying to get calmer.

Your body works faster then your brain, you step out of your car, slamming the door, making sure you had your car keys with you, you're getting soaked, you hop onto the barrier wall, crossing it over and running to the front door.

You knock furiously, not caring if anyone else comes to answer the door, surprisingly its like he knew, he opens the door, expression unrecognizable, his jaw clenches, but gaze is soft, he looks guilty, like he got caught.

He puts his head down, closes the front door behind him, not letting you inside. You stare at each other, he flicks his gaze to the floor occasionally and back at you, checking if you're still staring. Tears prickle in your eyes, but you sniff, holding them inside, later, you tell yourself.

"You just cant let it go huh? Cant let the past behind. You're pathetic, Rafe." Your strong choice of words sting, he flinches at the last words, shaking his head. He tries to not raise his voice, stay calm, but he cant, he snaps.

"What was I supposed to do huh?!" He yells, startling you. "Hang out with you? Pretend everything is okay?" He's lowered his voice now, noticing that he scared you.

"Or maybe not be a coward and yes Rafe, pretend. You act like you're the only one who's doing it. You think i haven't pretended? Haven't acted like everything is fine?!"

"And whose fault is that huh? Who did it?" He struck a nerve now.

"Oh please Rafe." You laugh in his face "I was miserable! Every day I was hearing about every other girl who you were choosing instead of me. It was humiliating!"

"Why are you blaming me for it?! What like I should've loved you back? Forced myself?!" It's getting more intense now, your argument turning into a screaming match with each sentence.

"You're so fragile, just admit it Rafe, God!! You're so full of yourself that even after all of these years you refuse to admit you had the slightest crush on me!" He flinches, you see it.

"Fuck! Yes what if I did, so fucking what? That shit was over 5 years ago, get over it!"

"Oh there it is, usual Rafe Cameron contradicting himself! Don't you get it? This is about you not letting go, but when I bring it up and make you aware of it you turn fragile!" He opens his mouth, about to say something, then closing it again, he rolls his eyes, brushing his hair back, then deciding to speak.

"Or maybe this is about you wanting to satisfy yourself, for years, waiting for me to admit it, admit that i liked you, I did, its over now, we have no friendship, haven't had any since that day, you ruined everything." He says finally, calmer, almost in a whisper.

"Thats it? Thats it Rafe? All these years I've meant nothing to you? For a mistake i did, as a child? Im not buying that shit, you're leaving, not even saying goodbye, because you don't want it to be over, you cant handle losing people. But your word against mine Rafe, you win. You say you don't want to see me ever again, you got it. Goodbye, Rafe."

You turn, opening the patio door and slamming it shut behind you, leaving him, not even wanting to look behind you, you sniffle, the cold breeze clinging to your wet clothes, your eyes burn, you feel your cold wet cheeks warm with the tears spilling. You need to go home.

.....

You took a shower, finally feeling clean, washing away all the negative thoughts you put up with on the ride home. You throw all the wet clothes in the hamper, you put on fresh clothes, brushing through your damp hair, finishing off with a dryer, you just want to rot in bed and watch a corny romcom, wishing things could turn out in a happy end like the characters there. As you finally get in bed, reaching for your remote,

you hear a knock.

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Stay with me-masterlist

│highschool!Rafe x Reader -> military!Rafe x Reader

│the one that got away- Katy Perry

-chapter 1

-chapter 2

-chapter 3

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What you need- ch5

│Obsessed!Rafe x Reader

-Tags: fluff, mentions of alcohol, swearing

-Word count: 3,4k

-Summary: Rooftop talk.

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April 25th

The morning after the party

“RAFE!! Are you listening to me??!!” Ward snaps at him, Rafe slightly jumps at his father screaming to get his attention. He rolls his eyes and groans, reaching to brush his hair back and adjusts in the couch, mentally preparing himself for another exhausting hour of him and his father's screaming match. "Yeah, Yeah I'm listening dad, look, i already said I'll pay you back, i don't understand the big deal."

"It is a big deal Rafe!" His father snaps, a vein popping in his forehead now. "You cant make yourself comfortable like this," he sighs, "you know what," he starts pacing now, "I'm going to send you to live in the cut." Rafe scoffs and rolls his eyes "I swear Rafe, you're on thin ice right now, if you steal from me again, you can kick rocks wherever you want, you can live with one of your nose filled friends, i don't care Rafe, I'm not putting up with your shit anymore."

Screaming is heard again, Rafe going now, but the noise from the front door stops the verbal altercation. "Dad, DAD!!" Sarah says entering the patio, yelling the last part to catch their attention, Sarah has an annoyed look in her face, and they are silent now as they notice you behind Sarah, looking awkward, disrupting their heated fight, you look down anywhere else, muttering a greeting and a small wave. The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop, and crickets. Ward sighs deeply, saying a quick apology to both girls, as he greets you back, Rafe stays completely silent, his eyes slightly widen at you, looking down before you notice the intense staring, but fuck, he cant help himself, you look amazing, hair in a loose half- ponytail , your wearing a small shoulder bag where he can only see the white straps, a tight long sleeve, white, v-neck with a stripe of ruffled lace at the hem,the cut showing just the slightest amount of cleavage, the soft fabric melting into your skin, along with the flowy pink floral short skirt that shows your plush thighs underneath, he takes all of you in, and he wishes he wasn't standing up, along with something else. He's completely drawn to you, and it doesn't help that he's fully sober, thats when he realizes he's too far gone.

"We talked about the sleepover yesterday, right?"Sarahs voice cuts in, with a hint of annoyance disguised behind a fake smile, she's embarrassed by the situation you walked in. Ward nods his head, "Yes of course baby, you both have fun and please," he looks over to you,"make yourself at home." He says with his usual tone of hospitality, glad that the situation simmered down. You say your goodbyes and catch you laters before Sarah grabs your hand and drags you inside, Rafe's eyes following you all the way as he gets lost in his little world of inner thoughts, Ward sighs and his voice snap him out of it. "Go, get out of my sight." His father says, not looking at him. Rafe lets out a scoff and a nod, his anger rising again as he aggressively opens and closes the front door.

Rafe is a few steps away from you and Sarah at the staircase, trying not to look at the main distraction of your behind. Before the both of you enter her room, you notice Sarah stop and grab Rafe's attention. "What did you do this time?" She says crossing her arms and giving him a smug look, Rafe rolls his eyes a lets out a short reply.

"Whats it to you?" He says sharply as he looks away and continues up the stairway. You try to ignore the small banter, not really liking Sarahs comment, you don't have a say because you don't know how their relationship as siblings is, you don't even have any for yourself but you know that Rafe is clearly upset, and you wouldn't mock him like that. You think about how people say you're too empathetic, always excusing people by yourself, and you just decided to strengthen your friendship with Sarah, so you decide not to interfere in the little fight.

...

You and Sarahs night is starting, you switched into more comfortable clothes, opting for some light pink shorts, hugging your curves, and a grey, off shoulder sweater, showing off your collarbone and black bra strap. You first started off with a movie, and one question turned into a discussion, Sarah is talking about her secret relationship with John B, who you're not really familiar with, the way she describes him is really sweet, she looks really happy and that makes you happy. You're not really a relationship person, you have only dated 1 guy in 10th grade, it was innocent and sweet, you only dated for 2 weeks and that was about it, you're not particularly looking for one but you cant say you're against the idea. After Sarah is done with her long description of how they met and so on, she asks about you.

"Sooo, cmon tell me! Whats up with you? Do you have your eye on anyone?" Sarah says, pushing your shoulder playfully. Are you? Rafe wonders to himself, he stands next to the frame of the slightly cracked open door, biting his cuticles in anticipation for your answer. He doesn't mean to spy, but as he was walking in the hallway, he was about to leave in disgust after he heard about his sisters not so secret relationship, which he pretends not to know about,his face twisting and turning his back to leave, but his ears immediately picked up when the topic of your love life got brought up.

You chuckle awkwardly as the question takes you aback, you expected her to ask you but you didn't prepare an answer for her. You shift uncomfortably as you think of something that wouldn't make her skeptical about lying, you couldn't say the truth, how your completely inexperienced and you don't have any crushes, it would sound completely unbelievable, like you're hiding something from her and it would completely kill the conversation and make it awkward, so you twist it a little. "Uhh, I may or may not have my eye on someone." You say chuckling as Sarah immediately shrieks. Rafe flinches, who? His mood gets ruined immediately, what if it was him though? No, thats wishful thinking, his head drops as he feels an unrecognizable wave of emotion. You cant describe an imaginary person, so your mind immediately goes to the only other male besides your dad, your best friend, Dominic. "He's tall, curly hair, brunette, he's in my class and I've known him my whole life, uhh yeah thats about it." You blurb out, cringing yourself that you're complimenting him, being used to always hating on each-other, playfully though, he is practically your brother, even if you offend each-other and fight, its always in fun.

Sarah ooohhh's at your response and giggles, you sit awkwardly, hoping she doesn't ask anymore, because you cant really make up how you feel about an imaginary crush of yours, it doesn't help that you are already a horrible liar under extreme pressure. Rafe can't stand it anymore, he's clenching his jaw when he realizes that you are talking about the boy that he saw you with a few weeks ago. He wants to storm in there, and say what exactly? He has no idea, when he gets angry he's impulsive, doesn't know what he's doing, says anything, does anything, he hates and always regrets his actions the next day, and what does he say if he barges in there? You've never said a word to each-other, he's going to look like a maniac, so, he takes a breath and storms away and enters in his room, flopping on the bed and staring at the ceiling, he wants to go, go anywhere, somewhere to distract him, to a party, but gets reminded that Ward is not letting him out of the house under his watch for a while, he can sneak out, but also the idea of talking to all those people is giving him a migraine, he just wants to bed rot, and so he does.

....

Rafe's eyes open, he shifts to his side and checks the time on his phone, 1 am. He groans lightly, he's been napping for over 3 hours, he sits up on his bed and stays there for a while, thinking, and what a surprise, its about you now, you're sleeping over, in his house, right now. His breathing picks up slightly. He wants to see you so bad, just to save this moment in his memory, his temptation wins, picking up a shirt along the way and putting it on, he walked down the stairs quietly and very slowly, each step making his heart race more, when he reaches the door, he carefully puts his hand on the knob and pushes the door as slow as he can.

Your presence is absent, he can see the light from the moon shining inside the uncovered window, but your not there, only Sarah. He walks away, and goes downstairs, hoping you're there, he goes down the stairs carefully, trying not to make the wood bellow creek as he takes slow deliberate steps. He takes a peak in the living room, nothing again, he curses under his breath, giving up, he cant check the whole house now, his inner thoughts telling him he's being creepy, he sighs and looks down, when he turns around he's met by a thud of a body and a slight gasp. He looks up and he sees you, standing there, hands almost pressed to your chest, fidgeting, as you stare at him with soft, innocent eyes, your face illuminating in the soft light of the other room. Rafe's words get lost in his mouth, he's never been so close to you, he just stares, unable to process anything but savoring this moment and taking you all in.

"I-Im sorry, wasn't looking.." you say in a small

whisper, its so silent, even though the house is huge you're still scared of raising your voice, you know that Rafe for sure doesn't, and it gets proven right when he finally says something.

"What are you doing down here?" Is all he's able to say, he doesn't want to sound rude, but he's so nervous, his palms are sweating, and he gulps.

"I.. I was thirsty, I couldn't sleep." You reply, looking away, you can feel his stare burning at you, it's intense, he's scarier up close, his piercing ocean blue eyes looking down at you, and it feels fiery. He nods slowly,and your looking at him now, and he's not taking his eyes of you either, none of you move, you don't want to, these are your first words you've exchanged, and the closest and longest time you have ever been near each-other, and neither of you want it to end. Rafe clears his throat and that snaps both of you out of your thoughts, you scratch forehead, unsure whether to move, do you say something? Do you leave?

"Do you want to see something?" He blurts out, making you subconsciously wrinkle your eyebrows and look away, hesitating, just letting out an 'uhh' and thinking to yourself. Rafe, showing you something, no details, in the middle of the night, you cant lie, you are suspicious, any girl would say no without a doubt, your friends were already against the idea of you sleeping over tonight, they would be screaming now if they even saw you being alone, unsupervised in a room with him, but you feel a weird feeling of familiarity, you're drawn to him, you don't want to decline his offer, you trust him. You nod.

...

Rafe opens the terrace door, holding it for you as you enter, taking in the sky above, dark and filled with stars, you almost gasp, everything looks so beautiful from up here, the wind soft, glad you're wearing a sweater, the lake water shining in the moonlight and the street lamps ahead showing the island. You turn when you hear the soft thud of the door, and your eyes lock with his, you smile and turn back around, moving and standing near the railing. "This is beautiful, Rafe." His name rolls out of your mouth in such a sweet voice, melting his heart and softening his gaze when he thought you couldn't anymore, he's even more drawn to you, you look perfect as you move your head to look behind yourself at him, leaving him breathless, shining a soft smirk and silently inviting him to stand next to you.

This is perfect. Honestly, he hasn't pictured anything so innocent with you these past few days, but this is so much better. He moves to stand next to you, arms crossed on the railing and looking at you, captivating, the soft wind slightly brushing back your hair, exposing your neck as you grip your forearms with each hand to keep yourself warm. You look beautiful in every angle, and he can't help himself but smirk. You turn and notice.

"Whats so funny?"

"Nothing."

"You bring girls here often?"

"You think i bring any girls home?"

"Hm. Thought so."

"You jealous?"

He's back in his usual game. This is his territory, playful flirting, but you only roll your eyes, not responding, maybe you weren't as easy as he thought and he's thankful for it, doesn't mind a challenge either. Before he interrupts the silent moment with more snarky comments, you chime in.

"Wanna know the story where I almost got kidnapped?"

...

You can't control your laughters anymore, you don't care if its making noise or echoing through the entire islands, you're stomachs hurting of laughter, the town sounds quieter, you're both sat down on the floor, backs on the wall as you stare into the sky, and occasionally at eachother, and you cant help it, looking at his blue eyes, softened now, taking in every feature of his, every small detail, he's gorgeous, captivating and you

cant hold back, fuck he's so handsome. And he's always been, you remember him, always been charming and stupidly hot, but you never came close, too dangerous, but everything feels natural now, like you've known each other for the longest time, which is funny, because you have.

"One time," you say, clearing your throat mid sentence, trying to find your voice, "I was in Nassau, with my parents on vacation," Rafe looks your way, noticing how your softly smiling while you tell the story, he smirks, "And I saw this couple, mid 20s maybe, dancing, happy, in love or whatnot and I was maybe like, 5 years old, and somehow even then i wanted that, so I go up to this kid, my age, he practically had no hair at all, sunburned and wearing this huge shirt, and i asked him to dance with me, I was super confident and only then he says 'No on-"

"One wants to dance with you, girls have cooties and you're ugly."

He finishes, looking back at you and you're shocked, mouth hanging open, before the both of you burst into laughter again "You asshole! I cried to my mom for 5 days!" You say hitting him playfully while he laughs like the true villain he is and you cross your arms and playfully turn your head away from him as he grabs and pulls your forearm softly, silently pleading as he apologizes. "Oh cmon I'm sorry," he coos, "I was 6 and grumpy, I had no idea what i was saying back then wasn't i?"

He says as he lets his arm fall when you look back at him, still wearing that annoyed face.

"You're beautiful, don't listen to that guy." He says, putting a strand of hair behind your ear, noticing your cheeks flushing slightly and your gaze slipping away to anywhere but him, he chuckles softly and removes his hand slowly, not wanting to fluster you further. "Cant believe that was our first conversation, and you insulted me." You scoff, as you shake your head, trying not to laugh again. "What? I gotta do something to make you feel pretty, I think you already know." He slightly mutters in a low tone, making eye contact with you, taking all of you in, your lips part, inhaling and exhaling the fresh air as you can only let out a low whisper "Rafe." Which he only responds with a "hm?" you gulp, unsure what to say now, his eyes are still glued to you and you cant handle the intense stare, you know you're folding, so you turn to look forward . "You always look at me like that, noticed it first at Nicks." He looks down and clenches his jaw, gets reminded of him, holding your cart, you laughing, like you laughed with him now, he cant help it. "Who was he?" He asks with a snappy tone, eyes hiding the anger building inside as he thinks. You immediately know who he's talking about, you let out a soft chuckle

"You jealous?" You respond, playing his game, hoping to make the mood more light, you fail, he looks at you, unamused, gaze still sharp and serious. You sigh, "Rafe." You only manage to say, but he isn't letting it go. You don't want to say this, but somehow, you're trusting him, so you do. "Rafe, he... he doesn't like girls." You look him in the eye, and his face gives a confused expression and then immediately to a calm one, as he lets out an "oh." You grab his arm to get his attention, to which he gets taken aback "Hey, you cant tell anyone alright? He's still not open about it and Kooks are blabbermouths, so this goes out to no-one, got it?" He only nods, never seen you so serious before, you're always smiling, wouldn't expect himself to get scared by you out of all people, he smiles at that. "I promise." He says with a soft smile as you let your death grip drop.

"You aren't as insufferable as i thought." You say

He smiles, "What did you think of me before?"

"Nothing really, knew you as Sarahs brother, kook king, high school playboy, angry and surprisingly smart,most would agree with me, but not for one thing, I don't think you are angry, or ever were." This takes Rafe aback, he's used to people talking about him, saying he's mean, spoiled, arrogant, but he's never heard someone say he isn't.

"I remember one time, junior year, you beat the shit out of someone, you got suspended for a week, you hit him good huh? But Sarah told me, you beat him because he talked about her. And i know you don't have the best relationship, but you value family, its your soft spot. People are scared of you, I don't think you're scary, just misunderstood." You mutter at the end, finally looking at him, expression unreadable, you think you see his lip slightly quiver, but he hold his head down immediately, only nodding, he agrees. You see his hand rubbing his eyes in a quick motion before he looks at you again. He smiles at you, you understand him. For a moment, everything remained silent, only faint sounds of the outside, their eyes met for longer then expected, you leaned first, eyes dropping to his lips, for one brief moment, it felt like something was going to happen, then a car horn blared somewhere down the street. They both jumped, you snorted, both falling into a laugh.

"You're really cool Rafe Cameron." You smile.

"I wasn't before?" He says, furrowing his eyebrows in a smug smirk.

You shake your head, unable to hold your laugh.

"I wish I could say the same about you, but girls have cooties, you're not ugly though." He says and the both of you immediately fall into another laughter.

....