rafesmackayla

[rafesmackayla]

ADDICTION

❥ pairing : boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader

❥ summary : you found out about rafe’s addiction

❥ warnings : mentions of cocaine

❥ author’s note : dividers credits -> @huraxy

you were sprawled on rafe’s bed, staring at him while he was looking for a new pair of boxers, because he was about to take a shower. you two had a sleepover that day.

he just grabbed some grey calvin klein ones and closed the drawer. then he turned around, staring at you with a smirk when he saw how you were laying on his bed, getting kinda sleepy already. “i’ll be back in a minute alright?” he said before he left his room.

you grabbed your phone and saw that it’s dead. you groaned in annoyance and wanted to ask rafe if he can borrow you his charger. but well you were too lazy and tired to get up and walk downstairs into the bathroom, so you just decided you’ll find it yourself. he’d let you use it anyways so.

you just rolled onto your stomach and looked throught the drawers of his nightstand. you only saw some tissues, money, condoms.. no charger tho. you opened the second drawer and finally found the charger. you reached out for it and grabbed it - but when you did, you could feel you touched something else too..

you got off the bed and knelt down to the nightstand. you leaned down a bit and saw some rounded box. you grabbed it and looked at it. you were hesitating for a while.. you felt like you were invading his privacy or something but you were so curious at the same time.. well after a while you just decided to open it.. unfortunately you wish you never did.

your heart dropped when you saw the small bags full of some white powder.. you were more than sure that it’s cocaine. your hands started trembling as you kept holding the box. you didn’t know what to do, say, what to think.. your heart was racing. he didn’t tell you anything about this.. anything. you didn’t know if you were mad or sad or disgusted..

then you heard the door opening. rafe walked inside, only wearing his boxers, his hair damped. “you lookin’ for something, baby?” rafe ran his fingers throught his hair as he turned the lights off and turned on some small lamp instead. a tear escaped your eye, your back facing him. after a few seconds you stood up and turned around. “what the fuck is this, rafe.” you showed him the box, your gaze firm even tho your eyes were full of unshed tears..

rafe’s eyes just widened and he stayed silent for a while. then he roughly grabbed the box from your hands, his frustration growing. “so you lookin’ throught my stuff now huh?” you just furrowed your brows in confusion. “oh that’s the big deal right now?” “what were you even looking for in that drawer?”

“you fucking lied to me.” your eyes didn’t leave his for a second. “i asked you a question.” rafe’s jaw clenched a little bit. “it doesn’t even matter rafe, i think there’s something else we should talk about!“ rafe just groaned in annoyance and anger. “and? it’s just a few bags, who cares? it’s not like i’m addicted i just do it to.. calm my thoughts. you know what i’ve been throught and this.. this is how i’m dealing with it.” you just shook your head, not believing a word he said. “that’s what everybody says.”

“because it’s true, it helps me to just..” he sighed. “it helps me alright? and i didn’t tell you because i didn’t want you to worry, you know.” rafe’s gaze softened a little bit when he saw your teary eyes. “bullshit.” you added, a tear escaping your eye again.

“i was planning on telling you okay?” rafe stepped closer to you. “bullshit again.” you couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief. you were wondering what else has he lied to you about. rafe got frustrated again. “fuck y/n why would i tell you, you’d never ever get with me if i would. and i didn’t want to-“ “what?!”

rafe sighed. “i didn’t want to lose you. you know that i love you so much, more than anyone else y/n. i couldn’t imagine that you’d just.. leave me for something stupid as this. i can’t imagine my life without you.” his eyes softened again as he stared into yours. he stepped closer to you, his hand cupped your cheek. “i’m sorry, okay?”

you just let another tear escape your eye. you can’t believe that he does something like this.. something bad like this. “you need to stop, rafe.” rafe wiped your tear away with his thumb. “i have it under my control, okay?” you shook your head. “you need to stop rafe, don’t you understand? that shit ain’t good for you.”

“babe.. i can handle it myself, alright?” he walked around you and placed the box on his nightstand, before he laid down on his bed. he patted the spot next to him. “come here.” you sat on the edge of his bed. you hated how he was acting so casual about it, like it’s not a big deal, he just does a few lines once and then. well you won’t let him do that. not again.

you just grabbed the box and got up. you quickly walked downstairs. rafe almost immediately followed after you. “hey what are you doing?!” he called out as he ran down the stairs. you just got into his bathroom fast and locked yourself in there. you knelt down to the toilet and opened the box with your shaky hands, then picked out the small bags, one by one. you didn’t care about the consequences. you just wanted to get rid off that stuff.

rafe knocked hard on the door, his fist slamming against the wood. “y/n what the fuck are you doing?! open the door now!” he shouted, his anger rising. he stopped for a second when he realized what you were about to do. “hey hey babe no don’t.. don’t do that!” he shouted and literally punched the door.

after a while the only thing rafe heard was the flushing sound.. you flushed the coke down the toilet. he kicked the door. “why the fuck did you do that, y/n?! i told you i was handling it” you were just breathing heavily, your hands shaking. you weren’t ready to open the door, not yet. so you just sat on the floor and leaned back against the lock door.

✩‧₊˚ i don’t really like this + sorry if there are some mistakes, i’m too lazy to read it all again 😆

[rafesmackayla]

drew starkey at the charles esten show in charleston!

[rafesmackayla]

SHOPPING TOGETHER

❥ pairing : boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader

❥ summary : rafe gets possessive and protective a bit when you try a specific dress on.

❥ warnings : none

❥ author’s note : dividers credits -> @omi-resources & @icheries 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧

you were holding rafe’s hand softly as you two stood on the escalator, waiting until it’ll get you to the second floor. you’ve gone shopping with rafe only once, he’s not really the type of person, who loves shopping.. like most men. but what wouldn’t he do for you.

after a while you two walked towards your favorite clothing store and when you stepped inside, your fingers still interlocked, he spoke up, his tone clearly sarcastic.

“can’t wait until you turn me into your personal bearer.” he smirked down at you. you chuckled and and looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. “you’re acting like you wouldn’t carry the stuff for me anyways.” you kept smiling softly at him, and your respond made him smirk even more.

“true.” rafe followed after you as you walked towards some rack with dresses. you just looked throught all of them, when suddenly one of them caught your eye. it was just basic light pink tight mini dress and you didn’t even mind they may be basic, you need some simple pieces in your closet. rafe stared at you, the dress somehow making him feel uneasy. like it’d look incredibly hot on you, but then he thought about the other guys staring at you and it made his blood boil immediately.

rafe just wrapped his arm around your waist, his hand roaming on your hip or on your lower back.. “you like this?” rafe looked at you, watching you as you nodded. “it’s cute, don’t you think?” you looked at the size and saw that it’s the right one. “i’ll try this.” you held the dress, looking throught the rest.

“uh, you need some help? i could look for some.” rafe ran his fingers throught his hair, his eyes still at your face. he got distracted for a while, as he watched your beautiful features.. “well if you want to.” you smiled softly, before you found another, this time white open back mini dress with lace on its straps and as soon as you saw it you fell in love. “oh. my. god.”

rafe looked at you before you showed him the dress. “you need to try that too, babe.” he smirked and nodded, already imagining how it’d look so good on you.. also thinking about how he’d rip them off of you but he pushed these thoughts quicky aside.

after around an hour, you had like 7 dresses you wanted to try. rafe was holding them all cause he’s a gentleman, but also cause he needed some excuse for constantly following after you.

when you didn’t want more dresses, both of you walked towards the changing rooms. you found an empty one and stepped inside, grabbing the dresses with you. you drew the curtain of the changing room and just chose one dress you’ll try on first.

meanwhile rafe stood right in front of the changing room, holding the curtain in place so he’d make sure nobody will see anything. “can you please help me?” you said so rafe just slipped into the changing room. you just turned around, your back facing him. “can you tie it there?” you moved your hair out of the way. he couldn’t help but stare at your bare back, running his index finger over it, his mind full of filthy thoughts.

“babe.” you said and looked over your shoulder, a smile appearing on your face. rafe shook his head a bit, bringing himself back into the reality. “right.” he just started tying the strings on the back of the dress. when he was done, you just fixed you hair and looked at yourself in the mirror. you love this dress.

rafe’s eyes widened, you looked so stunning like SO. STUNNING. but the dress is so short, it also has an open back, with just few strings covering it, which made rafe feel possessive.. he placed his hands on your waist from behind, which made you smile. “i love the lace.” it’s the white dress with lace straps. “you look absolutely stunning baby. like a dream.” he smirked and pecked your cheek. you couldn’t help but blush hard, and i mean who wouldn’t.

“thanks.” you smiled wider, your face still flushed. “i think i’ll get it.” you added before you turned around and looked at the open back. rafe just forced a smile and nodded. “what?” you could see that he doesn’t like something.. “nothing.” rafe mumbled before he just grabbed the edge of the dress and pulled them down a bit. you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“sweetheart, it’s not that short..” you moved the dress back up again. “it’s not short? baby, it’s like above the middle of your thighs.” he pulled the dress back down. “i’ve worn this type of dress before.” you pulled them up again.

“no you haven’t, i’d remember that.” rafe said firmly, as he leaned back against the wall of the changing room. you just smiled softly before you walked closer to him, cupping his cheeks.

“baby, you’re making a big deal out of this.” you caressed his cheeks with your thumbs, his gaze softening a bit. “i just don’t want some other guys staring at you.” rafe stared right into your eyes, meaning every word he said. he really cares about you obviously, and he wants to keep you safe, and he knew many guys would stare at you, practically drool over you.

you smiled softly. you know that he gets protective and possessive easily, so you understood why he felt this way, but you also knew that it was so unnecessary because you love him and don’t care about other guys.

“sweetheart, you know i only have eyes for you. i don’t care if they stare.” you caressed his jaw before you let go of him completely. “but i do babe. you’re mine, and only mine.”

✩‧₊˚ this is so random bye 🙂‍↕️

[rafesmackayla]

PROJECT PARTNERS

❥ pairing : frat!rafe x nerd!reader

❥ summary : your project partner is the popular frat guy rafe cameron, and so you two can work on it, rafe invited you over to his house..

❥ warnings : kissing

❥ author’s note : enjoy!! 😛

you would never expect that you’ll ever step a foot into rafe cameron’s house. but well, a few days ago things has changed for you, after you got paired with him for a school project.

honestly, you were kinda surprised when he invited you over to his house, especially when he barely knows you. but what could you expect from him, it’s definitely not his first time doing that so. he’s one of the frat guys, and that’s what they do right?

when you saw his house for the first time, your jaw dropped a little bit because you didn’t expect it to be this massive. but again, what could you expect from him. he’s rich. you quickly composed yourself, adjusted the dark blue skirt you were wearing and somehow forced yourself to knock on the door. you were nervous, even tho you knew it’s not really a big deal. but still.

nobody answered so you knocked again, this time a bit harder. nobody answered again. you were now confused.. was he even at home? you raised your hand and were so close to knocking again but then the door opened.

rafe was wearing his grey sweatpants and was putting some plain white shirt on. you didn’t really expect him to be practically half naked in front of you. you didn’t see much, but you did see a part of his bare abs which caused you to blush a bit but you quickly recovered. before you could speak up, he did.

“uh..sorry i was changing.” a smirk plastered on his face as he saw the slight blush on your cheeks. you just nodded and tried to act casual. “oh yeah it’s..it’s fine.” your eyes met his, the smirk still visible on his face.

“come in.” rafe moved to the side so you could get inside. his eyes roamed over your outfit, his eyes landed on the skirt you were wearing that hugged your curves in all the right places. when you turned around and faced him, he quickly looked up and spoke up again.

“just follow me. my room’s upstairs.” rafe ran his fingers throught his hair as he started walking up the stairs. you looked around the place quickly before you followed after him. “your house is huge.” you said, just trying to come up with some topic.

rafe chuckled and looked at you again, grinning as he always does. “i said i live on figure 8, babe.” the pet name kinda caught you off guard, you’re not used to be called like that.

rafe opened the door of his room and you two got inside. and it looked exactly how you imagined it. messy and dark. there were empty beer cans thrown on the floor, his bed messy, some of his clothes on his chair. the curtains were closed so it was really dark.

“excuse the mess, i uh.. didn’t have time.” rafe rubbed the back of his neck a bit as he quickly picked up some of the cans and just threw them under his table. you forced a smile. it’s his room so you didn’t really care but it was too messy in your opinion. you just stood there and watched him making some spot for you and him on his bed.

he jumped on his bed, laying down on his back and patting the place next to him. “sit down.” he smirked at you and sat up instead, leaning back against the headboard. you walked to his bed and sat down on the edge of it.

“you don’t gotta be so nervous you know, i don’t bite.” rafe looked right into your eyes. he could see the innocence. that was probably the reason why he wanted to keep teasing you until you’re a blushing mess.

“i’m fine.” you forced a small nervous smile. then there was this awkward silence between you two. “okay uh.. the project. hit me.” rafe sat closer to you and stared like right into your soul. you just looked at him before you started talking about the project, the topic you chose etc.

you two.. well mostly you.. were working on the project for almost 2 hours straight. in silence. you were just typing something into his laptop, while he was just laying on his back, watching you. the way you were so focused and concentrated.. it drove him crazy.

he sat up again and waited if you’ll give him some sort of a reaction. you just kept staring into the laptop, not moving an inch. he smirked a little before he raised his hand and put a strand of your hair behind your ear. that caused you to look up at him. he smirked wider.

“you had it in your face you know. had to make sure it won’t bother you or something.” he mumbled, staring into your bright eyes with his. “you’re not very talkative, are you?” he ran his index finger all the way down from your cheek to your jaw before he let go completely.

you felt the shivers run down your spine, didn’t expect that his touch will make you feel this way.. you weren’t sure what should you respond to that question.. isn’t it obvious like? your eyes wandered over his face, landing on his lips for a while.

he grinned wider. then he just closed the laptop slowly and spoke up again. “we don’t have to talk you know.” he planted a soft kiss on your jaw. the way you’re just so innocent.. or you atleast look like you are, the way you seem so clueless and all.. it drives him absolutely crazy. he can’t help himself but feel aroused anytime you look at him with those wide eyes, full of confusion..

“rafe..” you whispered but got cut off quickly after he pressed his lips against yours, his hand cupping your cheek softly. your eyes closed a second after, somehow you didn’t want to pull away. you wanted to stay like this as long as possible.

his mouth started moving hungrily against yours. his breathing got heavier, your heart was beating fast. his tongue rubbed against yours, that feeling caused you to sigh quietly in pleasure, your hands running over his shoulders up to his cheeks.

he smirked against your lips, his muscular arms wrapping around your waist as you two kept kissing. meanwhile your arms wrapped around his neck, your bodies touching. you could feel the heat of his breath on your face.

you had to pull away for a short while, so you could catch your breath even tho you didn’t want to separate from him. your breathing was heavy, same as his. the smirk didn’t leave his face, and it got even wider after he spoke up. “not so shy now, are we?” he licked his lips, his hands on your hips.

“shut up.” you smiled before you pressed your lips against his again. the kissing got even more desperate, especially when you knew that the guy you were kissing is the well known rafe cameron.

✩‧₊˚ this is my first time trying to write some story with kissing and just more like intimate type of stuff, but i tried my best! 🙈

[rafesmackayla]

ANOTHER ARGUMENT

❥ pairing : dad!rafe x mom!reader

❥ summary : rafe is at work practically 24/7 and you have to take care of your daughter all by yourself

author’s note : i just wanted to mention that english is not my first language so i’m really sorry if there are some mistakes!! :)

it was around 10 pm, on wednesday. the tv was playing but it was muted, because your head’s been pounding the whole day. and also because you were still trying to make riley fall asleep. she was not even close to being tired but you knew you had to get her to sleep immediately.

“baby, you need to sleep.” you kept rocking riley slowly, caressing her cheek too. she just kept staring up at you, her beautiful bright blue eyes fully opened as she babbled some nonsense. after a while you got up and walked around the living room slowly, gently resting riley against your chest as you patted her back. and somehow you finally managed to make her close her eyes and fall asleep.

you just got into your and rafe’s bedroom, where was also riley’s light pink crib. you laid her down on her back, her tiny fist falling next to her head. you covered her tiny body with a soft white blanket. your eyes wandered over her adorable sleeping face and you couldn’t help but smile.

after couple of minutes you closed the door of the bedroom and walked towards the kitchen. since your house have a connected kitchen with the living room, you stood few steps away from the bright tv. you took the remote controller and turned it off. then you grabbed a glass, poured some water into it and took a painkiller because the headache was getting unmanageable.

there was a bottle of wine nearby. and it didn’t take you long before you grabbed it and opened it. you didn’t even bother to take a glass, you took a sip straight from the bottle instead. then you sat down on the couch again, getting comfortable.

and you’d be even more comfortable if you wouldn’t be there all alone again and again.. ot was getting closer to 11 pm and somehow you just decided you’ll wait until rafe comes home.

honestly you weren’t even thinking about calling him or texting him.. you knew he wouldn’t even respond anyways. the minutes went by when suddenly you heard the door unlocking and opening. you looked at it and saw your husband between the doorframe. he went inside without saying anything, his hands full.

your eyes left him after couple of seconds, while you remained sitting there in silence. you took another sip, the taste of the wine rolling down your tongue, making you even more satisfied.

“hey baby.” rafe walked towards you and pecked your cheek quickly. you didn’t say anything.. you were not in the mood of being all affectionate and sweet. you just took another sip.

“no shit, you’re home.” you said bitterly, your gaze now lingering on his face. he could see the tiredness on your face, the bags under your eyes saying it all. “i’m sorry baby, we got so many stuff to do today i-“ “i’ve heard that way too many times to believe it.” you cut him off before he could use the same excuse again. “you didn’t even call or something.” you stared at him, crossing your hands against your chest.

“babe i was busy the whole day, i told you already.” rafe stepped closer to you, trying to remain calm even tho he was getting a bit frustrated. “don’t tell me you were busy the whole fucking day.” your voice was getting firm, because you obviously were mad and for a valid reason.

“i was. if i could i’d call you. and i don’t understand why you’re getting all mad at me now, you know that i’m not doing it on purpose.” rafe couldn’t really hold his temper now.. it was getting harder and harder.

“you don’t understand why am i mad? have you forgotten that we have a daughter or something?” you couldn’t believe your ears right now. “tell me the last time you spent some time with her. played with her or cuddled with her.. fed her, anything.” rafe just stared at you, now the madness visible on his face.

“well sorry that i’m working my ass off for you. for her. for us.” rafe said firmly, his brows furrowing in frustration. “am i not working my ass off? it’s hard for both of us.” you stepped closer to him. you could see he didn’t really like what he was hearing. but you didn’t care at this point, you were saying all of this so he’d change or atleast try to change. and plus, all you care about is your daughter. you’re doing all of this for her, you’re hanging on only for her.

“and how is it hard for you huh? what is so hard? playing with riley or feeding her, then changing her diaper and make her fall asleep? while i’m in the office, spending hours and hours there just so we’d have something to eat, to drink, somewhere to sleep. is that what we’re comparing?” his tone was full of venom. you could see the anger in his eyes, that were usually full of kindness when it comes to you. you would never expect that he’d say something like this.

“you think it’s easy? i’d like to see you, doing all of this. taking care of her, cooking, cleaning and then sitting here like a douche, just waiting for my husband to come back home at 11 pm so he can tell me how useless i am.” your voice raised, he was getting on your nerves now, but you also couldn’t ignore the ache in your chest that was slowly getting stronger. his words hurted you.

“when did i say you’re useless?! i just said that you should be grateful for what i’m doing for you and riley.” rafe nearly shouted at you, his brows now furrowed.

“oh so now i’m ungrateful. may i remind you that i’m also doing this for you, but especially for riley. from your actions it seems like you don’t even care about me, about her!” you shouted, which made rafe even angrier.

“you think that i don’t care?! trust me i care more than you’ll ever-“ before he could finish his sentence, you spoke up.

“it seems like you don’t, rafe! all i do is just wake up, make food for her, feed her, change her diaper, play with her, make her fall asleep, then i cook and clean and then she wakes up thousands times in 1 hour so i have to stop and take care of her again. and that’s every single fucking day. i don’t have a day off, i can’t even have it because my husband is at work and god knows when he’s gonna come back! but somehow i’m still hopeful when i see it’s 4 pm, staring at the door, thinking you’ll appear. and now you call me ungrateful and that all i do is just sitting on my ass and doing nothing?! i’m doing all of this for her and that’s all that matters to me. only she does rafe. and you. when i got pregnant i just promised myself that i’ll give my baby the life it deserves and i just knew that i’ll do anything in my power so i could provide that. i want her to live in a completed family, a happy family. but you’re not helping me with that. she hasn’t seen you for so long, she misses you more than you think. and you don’t even bother to call so she could see you, atleast on the screen.” your eyes got watery and during your little speech, one tear escaped your eye. it wasn’t the first time you two argued over this, but this time it was something else.

those words somehow managed to calm rafe down as a new wave of guilt and regret washed over him. he just stared at you but before he could speak up, you just simply added.

“she doesn’t deserve this and you know it.” you wiped your tear away. suddenly you heard riley’s cries coming out of the bedroom. you stared at rafe for a few seconds before you left. the slam of the bedroom door caused rafe to flinch. the heartache he felt was insane. he felt like he failed as a father, which was and still is his biggest fear.

✩‧₊˚ i have no idea how i feel about this guys, but well i hope that y’all will like it! 🤞