STARING PROBLEM | CANON!RAFE CAMERON | IMAGINE | SECRET RELATIONSHIP
PAIRING: Dark!Rafe Cameron x Pogue!reader, Bestie!Kiara x Reader
SYNOPSIS: Kiara warns you about Rafe not knowing about your secret relationship with the kook
WORD COUNT → 504
WARNING(S): Rafe's Staring, Canon!Rafe, you ignore your friends advice, you run to a red flag, Secret relationship?
AUTHORS NOTE: Saw this tiktok and loved it so here you go.
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Amidst the vibrant glow of the bonfire and the joyful chatter of friends, you found a moment of solace with Kiara. Sitting on a log, you both watched the flickering flames and the silhouettes of people dancing around them.
The air was alive with excitement, and the scent of burning wood hung in the night.
Kiara's eyes wandered across the scene, and a scower tugged at her lips. "Jesus, what does he want?"
Following Kiara's gaze, you spotted Rafe by the bonfire's edge. His gaze was fixed on you, intense and unwavering. Your heart skipped a beat at the way he looked at you, his attention more focused than ever.
"Rafe?" you inquired, curiosity tingling.
"Its like he has a staring problem when it comes to you" she complains.
A blush crept onto your cheeks as you turned your attention back to Rafe, feeling his gaze like a warm touch. There was something in his eyes, something that made you feel both vulnerable and exhilarated.
"What do you mean?" you asked, your voice soft.
Kiara's eyes sparkled with a mix of warning and insight. "It's as if he's obsessed with you. Like he's fixated on you in a way that's not healthy."
Her voice changed to concerned, "I've never seen any man look at a women the way that fucker looks at you" A shiver of unease danced down your spine, and you tore your gaze away from Rafe to look at Kiara.
Her words weighed on your mind, and the intensity of Rafe's gaze took on a new, unsettling significance.
"How is he looking at me?" you wondered, your eyes returning to Rafe's figure.
Kiara's smile held a touch of concern. " Like he'll die if he doesn't. As if he'll do anything to have you. It's like he's possessive, like you're a prize he wants to claim."
A mixture of excitement and caution swirled in your chest as you absorbed Kiara's words.
You shifted your focus to Rafe once more, a sense of unease settling over you like a shadow.
"He's just a friend," you murmured, though your conviction wavered lying to your friend.
Kiara's laughter was tinged with worry. "Maybe, but that's not normal for him. Just be careful around him, okay?"
Your gaze met Rafe's again, and a charged energy passed between you. Could it be that Kiara was right? Could there truly be something unsettling beneath the surface of your interactions with Rafe? You realized that while Kiara's concerns were valid, knowing him.
Cause you and Rafe had been secretly dating for a while now, keeping your relationship hidden from Kiara and your other friends.
But just as Kiara continued to talk, you both failed to notice that your boyfriend had had enough of the distance between you.
Determination flickered in his eyes, and he rose from his seat, making his way through the crowd towards you. He had reached his limit of simply watching you from afar; he wanted to be with you, beside you, where he truly belonged.
Finally exposing your relationship to the world.
Sorcerer who can't cum without accidentally casting something, and so they can only edge when they masturbate, because otherwise their neighbors will very quickly know something is up.
Next door, a paladin's harboring the worst case of blue-balls because their hot neighbor keeps unintentionally projecting mental images of their jerk off sessions.
I am always getting distracted by random subconscious things or messages from my peripheral vision, and I can tell it’s intimidating when my corneal attack lands on another person’s face. I tend to start glancing over at the people who stare back at me, but it’s out of compulsion. This leads to me making the person uncomfortable, they avoid me in the hallway, start putting their head down, turn away when they realize they’re in my open view, etc. I genuinely feel bad for all of these people and wish I could easily put a stop to this bad habit on a dime, but I slip up sometimes when I forget to consciously track my eye movements. While it’s never happened to me, and likely never will, feeling/being objectified or sexualized by someone I don’t want that from would make me very intimidated, irrationally upset and uncomfortable. It would be very easy for me to say “Well, you’re gonna get looks from people sometimes and you just have to deal with it.” but I don’t think that thinking applies well to my specific situation. My looking at people is very compulsory and happens way more often than is appropriate or that I am even okay with (Imagine how OTHERS feel). SO, while I wish I could lend a hand to the people I accidentally stare at from time to time, I don’t have any idea on how to build a net wide enough to cast on everyone I’ve effected with my staring. If anybody has any tips, they would be greatly appreciated. Keep in mind I am very socially anxious, so I plan on just working on this habit myself rather than talking to these people individually.
Wandering around Marshall’s when I realized a bunch of random creepy older men were ogling me. I thought I was just in my head about it but Liz came over and mentioned it and it creeped me out enough that we just left.
