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[divagrace]

Spoiling Her Pt. 2

Soft!Rafe x Sweet!Pogue!Princess

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Summary: pt. 2 where Rafe spoils reader because he just can’t stop !

Warnings: none! If you can’t tell by now I don’t write MDNI! Lol

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Rafe was excited.

An emotion that he rarely felt past the age of ten. But now he is finally feeling it again. The warmth that spreads through his chest, and the giddy feeling he gets in his stomach.

All because of you.

So he’s decided to spoil you today.

He loves to spoil you every day. Giving you random little gifts and trinkets, sending you some money every time you even hint that you like or want something.

I mean, he literally bought you a brand new phone and iPad when he barely even knew you.

But today isn’t like any other day. Because it finally clicked in Rafe’s head that you are fully turning him into a new person. A better person.

So he wants to thank you for it.

You first wake up to breakfast in bed. A whole assortment of breakfast foods that could feed a family of five.

Pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, fruit. The best for his girl.

“Rafe this is amazing!” You tell him once you finally rub away the sleepiness from your eyes.

“Always for you baby.” He opens his mouth as you go to shove a forkful of pancakes into it.

How chef did a fantastic job that’s for sure.

But the festivities didn’t stop there.

“Get ready baby. I’m taking you shopping.” Rafe whispers in your ear with his arms wrapped around your waist from behind.

“Really?” You ask with excitement.

“Really.”

You run over to the draw of clothes you keep in Rafe’s room. You pick out your favorite pair of jean shorts, a white tank top, and a cutie little brown sweater to put over it.

You head to the bathroom to change and to complete your daily routine.

You’re just putting the finishing touches on your makeup when a knock sounds from the door. You open it to find Rafe typing something on his phone, but one he hears the sound of the door his head shoots up.

“You look gorgeous baby.” Rafe tells you. As always, a blush creeps up on your cheeks, pink and flushed.

“Thank you.” You say shyly.

“You ready?” He asks.

“Yeah. I just need to grab my purse.” You say while brushing past him to grab your purse that’s hanging on the door handle of Rafe’s room.

“Okay now I’m ready!” You say excitedly.

“Alright let’s go hun.” Rafe says while reaching out to grab your hand. He leads you through the winding hallways of Tanny Hill and out the door to his truck parked in the driveway.

He drives the two of you through Outer Banks to the big shopping mall about 20 minutes away.

You bounce in your seat, so excited to go shopping while Rafe walks around to your door. He opens it up and offers a hand to help you out of his truck. He keeps holding onto it while you guys walk to the entrance of the mall.

“Where do you want to go first baby?” Rafe asks you. You think about it, and remember the card you got in the mail at your house a few days ago.

“Sephora! They are having a sale right now.” You say.

You didn’t want Rafe spending too much money on you. Even though you know that you can’t stop him. If you so as much glance at something he’ll try to buy it.

Rafe nods and leads you to the makeup store. Once inside, you’re like a kid in a candy shop, looking at everything with so much excitement.

You never had the luxury of shopping at Sephora until you started dating Rafe. You just could simply never afford it. You always stuck to drugstore products, because they were cheap. And honestly, really freaking good anyways.

That hasn’t stopped you from window shopping at Sephora in the past. So now that you are basically able to buy whatever you want,

You stop to look at a blush you’ve been wanting for ages. You stop and scan all of the different colors, your eyes lingering on a berry shade. Rafe of course notices and throws the blush into the little basket he’s carrying.

You look over at him with a sheepish smile.

“Don’t even think about it baby. Just get it.” He says.

You don’t think Rafe will ever fully understand how most pogues have to do a lot of thinking before they can just buy something. Especially a 25$ blush.

The two of you continue to walk around the store together, and by the time you’re done, the basket in Rafe’s hand is full.

“Rafe I really don’t need all of this. My old products are fine.”

Rafe looks at you, just quietly shaking his head. He walks you guys up to the counter and hands the cashier his card with no hesitation.

“I want to baby. Don’t worry about it.” He says while bringing your intertwined hands together.

Because he can see the look of happiness in your face when you put a lipgloss in the bag. And you being happy, makes Rafe happy.

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AN: nobody has said anything, but I just want to say really quickly that there is not a certain look to any of my readers. I have noticed in my work that a lot of the pictures I put at the start are skinny white girls with blonde hair, but the reader can look however you desire! And I get all of my inspo from Pinterest and thought this outfit was darling!

Luv yall!

Also I think I made a tag list? It’s below so just let me know if you want to be on it! 💛

Tag list: @jjasmiineee @artbymin

[divagrace]

It Reminded Me of You

SoftRafe x SweetPoguePrincess

Summary: Rafe has been seeing these silly stuffed animals everywhere online, so when he saw a girl on tik tok talking about the new ones releasing, he decided to get you one.

Warnings: none! 🫶🏻

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‘These are just the cutest things ever’

‘Guys look what my boyfriend got me for my birthday!’

‘I’m not even kidding, I would go to war for this peanut’

‘Here are all the new furry friends that will be dropping next week.’

Rafe had no idea what the hell a Jellycat was until two weeks ago. He liked one video of some little kid getting one for Christmas and now they have bombarded his social media feed.

But when he saw a video showing all of the different ones that would be coming out next week, one caught his eye. He knew you would love it.

It was a bunny. From what he’s gathered that’s their most popular animal. But it wasn’t just any old bunny, it was a hot pink one.

Rafe just knew that you would die for it.

So obviously the day that the new stuffies were released, Rafe made it his mission to get it for you. He didn’t pay attention to the work he was supposed to be doing, instead, he sat behind his computer and waited for the time that was said.

Once he saw that they had dropped, he scrolled until he found the pink bunny and added it into his cart.

Then he sees a navy blue bunny and knows that you would die two times because they match. Right as he is about to check out, he sees those damn peanuts, just this time they are on key chains. He puts two of them in his cart.

Rafe places the order and he gets the notification that it will be here in about a week.

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When Rafe got the confirmation that the package was delivered, he knew that he had to intercept it before you got the chance to open it up.

Rafe knows how much you love to open up packages, you claim that it makes you feel like an influencer, whatever that means, so Rafe always lets you open the things that he orders in the mail.

Luckily, he is able to get ahold of one of the gardeners, and he asks them if they can grab the package and tuck it in a spot that you won’t see it for now.

Rafe can’t help but feel a small amount of excitement bubble up in his stomach at the thought of surprising you. He really hopes that you’ll love everything.

Rafe walks through the doors to the smell of something warm and sweet. He kicks off his shoes and sets his keys on the tray you crafted for him, and then follows the delicious smell to the kitchen .

And there you are, hunched over the counter with a look of concentration, frosting a delicious looking batch of vanilla cupcakes with pink frosting.

Rafe waits at least two minutes until you finally realize he’s standing there. But when you do notice, you jump back in surprise.

“Rafe oh my goodness! You scared me.” You tell him, eyes still wide from your shock. He chuckles at your reaction.

“Sorry baby. Didn’t want you to lose your focus.”

“It’s okay, I’m glad you’re home now. How was work?” You ask him as he comes to stand behind you. Wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder.

“It was good baby. ‘M got a surprise for you.” He mumbles into your neck. Pulling away from you, Rafe walks out of the kitchen of Tanny Hill and to one of the many empty bedrooms.

He found the box sitting at the top of the bare closet, and reached up to grab it. Rafe made his way back to you. Now you were carefully dusting a coating of sprinkles on the top of each cupcake, giving every single one your upmost attention.

Rafe waits patiently for you to finish, and when you finally turn your gaze to him, he holds out the box to you.

“What’s this?” You look at him confused.

“Just open the box baby. You’ll find out.” Rafe says, fighting a smile.

You take the box from him and set it on the table. You grab a pair of kitchen scissors from one of the drawers and starts to slice through the tape on the top of the package. You peel open the layers of the cardboard, and Rafe can finally catch a glimpse of that bright blue bag he’s been seeing on social media for weeks.

You let out a gasp. You turn your head to Rafe, eyes wide.

“Rafe did you seriously get me a Jellycat?” You ask in disbelief.

“Well keep opening it baby.” He says.

You grab the first bag out of the box and undo the drawstrings. You reach in and pull out the navy blue bunny. You let out a cute little whine. Rafe knows you already love it.

“It’s so cute Rafe!” You exclaim, showing him the bunny like he didn’t buy it himself.

“There’s more.” He says urging you to continue.

You reach in again and grab another bag, the same size as the first one. This time, it’s the pink bunny.

“Oh. My. Gosh. She is the cutest thing ever! I love her. Wait! Did you do this on purpose? You made the blue one you, and the pink one is me!” You start going crazy.

Rafe laughs.

“I did baby. Thought you would like it.” Rafe says.

“I love it!” You yell.

You see once again that there is another bag. So you take it out of the box and reach in to find two much smaller stuffies. You pull the two peanut keychains out of the bag.

“Rafe shut up. Shut up!” At this point you are bouncing off the walls.

“Is one for you to?” You ask him excitedly. Rafe only nods, but that’s enough to have you squealing and jumping into his arms.

He was ready, he caught you and rested his hands under your ass, while you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck.

“Thank you so much Rafey. These are the most adorable things ever!” You mumble into his neck.

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Later on, you make Rafe put his peanut onto his keys after you clipped yours onto your purse. He tried to argue saying that it was “too bulky”, but you told him he would get extra head scratches if he did.

So he did.

You set your two bunnies on his bed. You also made it so it looked like they are hugging each other. Rafe asked why and you told him, “It’s because they’re dating just like us. Duh.”

He just nodded his head and went along with it.

Now you guys are lying in bed, and he just discovered the massive Jellycats that cost the average persons rent.

Looks like yall are getting a giant version of your bunnies next week.

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AN: ugh I loved this one. I impulsively bought a Jellycat that is an egg with little bunny ears. But I want a bunny one sooooooo bad.

I also just love this reader and soft Rafe together.

Also we are almost at 200 followers which is crazy I love yall so so much!

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[divagrace]

Boat Day

SoftRafe x SweetPoguePrincess 

Summary: Reader finally gets a taste of the look life, now being able to boat around on her boyfriend’s giant yacht.

Warnings: none! <3

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You flew right out of the doors of Tanny Hill. Skipping high and low, with your hair flowing behind your back. Rafe padded after you, used to your excitement, but still not sure why the level of it is so much higher today.

“Baby slow down, I have to open your door.” Rafe calls from behind you. You reluctantly slow your skipping, but continue to bounce on your heels from your excitement.

Rafe reaches his arm around you to open your side of his truck and makes sure you get settled before shutting it and walking over to his side.

Rafe can still see the happiness radiating off you in waves.

“Baby you’ve been on a boat before, why are you so excited?” He asks you. You sigh, because even though Rafe is very understanding about the differences between the two of you, he still doesn’t seem to fully wrap his head around everything.

You turn to him.

“Rafe, I know I’ve been on a boat before. But it was a normal, rundown, rusty boat. I’m about to go on a boat that’s almost like a freaking yacht for the first time in my whole life. This is something that I only thought I’d be able to do if I worked on one. So it’s a big deal to me.”

You can see the way Rafe’s eyes soften as you explain your excitement to him.

“Well then I’ll make sure you have the best time.” He says nodding to you. A smile lights up your face again, and your bright mood returns.

Of course there is a boat that’s roped to the dock of Tanny Hill, but Rafe just got a new one and wanted to have you guys to be the first to use it.

So Rafe drove through the bustling treats of Outer Banks until he reached the docks.

When he pointed out the boat you two would be on, you could help but let out a gasp, the boat was huge, and just beautiful.

“My goodness Rafe it’s so pretty!” You say, your voice laced with awe.

He just looks over at you with a proud smile on his face. He grabs your hand and leads you onto the boat and soon enough, you guys are sailing through the beautiful waters of OBX.

Right now you are lounging on one of the many couches spread around the boat. You have your cute pink bikini on, and your arms are stretched high above your head.

Because you insisted you needed to get tan, Rafe went onto social media and searched up the best tanning products, so now, an expensive tub of tanning gel and a bottle of sunscreen are laying on a table next to you.

Your eyes are shut, sunglasses perched on your nose, just soaking in the sun.

Rafe on the other hand, can’t keep his eyes off of you. You look magical, like you were raised by a bunch of fairies and then dropped onto earth, specially for him.

You continue to tan, switching every so often from your front to your back so you don’t fry one side completely. But eventually, you get bored.

“Rafeeee.” You whine. His head perks up from his sitting position next to you.

“Yes baby.” He says calmly.

“I’m hungry.” You pout. He chuckles at your whining. You both know that there is anassortment of food on board, you just don’t want to get it yourself.

“Me too. Come on let’s go get something.” Rafe says before standing up and grabbing your hand. He leads you down under deck to a kitchen. You open the fridge and find your favorite snack, chips and salsa.

Rafe knows it’s your favorite, so everywhere he goes he tires to keep it stocked for you.

You grab the chips from the counter and then hold those up with the salsa for Rafe, silently asking him if he wanted the same thing. He nods in approval and then leads you back upstairs.

You go to take a seat next to him at the table, but he pulls you over to sit on his lap instead.

No matter how many times that happens, a blush still rises to your cheeks.

You set the chips and salsa on the table in front of you, and start eating. After you have one, you’ll scoop up some salsa on a chip and hold it in front of Rafe’s mouth until he eat it.

He’ll never say it, but you know this type of thing makes him happy. He loves just having you in his lap with his arms wrapped around your waist. And obviously he’s getting fed, so that makes him extra happy.

Your boat day ends with the most gorgeous sunset ever. You take a ton of photos, and of course you make Rafe take photos of you on your digital camera that he gifted you.

Then you go as far to kindly ask one of the crew member to take some pictures of you and Rafe.

You pose with his hand wrapped around your waist and you rest your head on his chest.

Once you look back at the photos, you see he rarely looked at the camera, his eyes were locked on you the whole time.

But they couldn’t have turned out more cute.

“Did you have fun baby?” He asks you, but he already can guess your answer.

“It was literally the best day ever!”

[divagrace]

➼ firefighter!rafe flirts with teacher!reader during the class field trip :]

cw : flirting, tension

the second your school bus pulled into the firehouse parking lot, your stomach twisted. you’d been mentally preparing all morning—lesson plan printed, permission slips triple-checked, bus snacks secured, and twenty sugar-high second graders bouncing in their seats behind you like they’d pre-gamed with red bull. the only thing you hadn’t been ready for was him.

there he was. leaning against the open bay door like a walking cliché, rafe cameron, clad in a tight gray station tee and those stupid navy pants with the suspenders hanging loose at his hips. one hand was gripping a rag, wiping off whatever grease he’d just gotten into. the other was casually hooked in his belt loop. and then he looked up—right at you. his smirk could’ve melted steel. you swallowed, hard, “well, well,” he called out as you stepped off the bus, clipboard clutched to your chest. “look who finally brought her whole fan club.”

you didn’t look at him. you couldn’t. not when you already felt your cheeks warming. “be nice,” you said under your breath, forcing a smile as your students began piling off behind you like an unhinged stampede. “they’ve been excited all week.”

he didn’t miss a beat. leaned in just slightly, voice lower, smoother, “didn’t say i was talkin’ about the kids.”

you blinked, “w-what?”

he only smirked wider and turned to the group, voice booming, “alright, little rascals—who wants to see the fire truck?”

a sea of hands shot up, shrieks of “ME!!”’s echoing through the lot. you took a steadying breath, reminding yourself you were a professional. you were in charge. you were not affected by the man currently holding a five-year-old like a football while explaining hose pressure. well… okay, you were a little affected.

inside the station, it was a kid’s dream—red everything, shiny trucks, walls lined with helmets and gear. you walked behind your class, occasionally reminding them to not touch anything, even as rafe encouraged it with a crooked grin and a wink your way, “we don’t usually let people climb inside,” he said, lifting one of your smaller students up to the front seat. “but i guess i can make an exception. miss is bein’ real persuasive.”

you rolled your eyes, yet unable to hide the heat rushing to your cheeks, “please stop flirting with me in front of seven-year-olds.”

“technically, i’m flirting at you. they’re just witnesses.”

you made a strangled noise, faking a cough to hide your smile as one of your kids yanked on your sweater sleeve, “miss,” they whispered behind a cupped hand, eyes wide and serious, “i think the firefighter has a crush on you.”

you froze, “oh?” you said, voice an octave too high. “why do you think that?”

the kid shrugged. “he keeps staring at you like how my daddy stares at my mommy.”

lovely.

later, during the equipment demo, rafe knelt beside one of the kids, patiently explaining how the hose connects to the hydrant. he looked completely in his element—calm, focused, his big hands moving confidently as the child watched with open-mouthed awe.

and then he looked up at you, “y’know…” he said casually, standing and dusting off his palms, “i think i’m pretty good with kids.”

you raised a brow. “thinking of a career change?”

he tilted his head, “nah. just thinkin’ you and me would make a solid team someday.”

your jaw dropped. he grinned like the cocky bastard he was and walked off before you could respond, leaving you standing there speechless, flustered, and violently aware of the way he looked in those pants.

at the end of the visit, while your class gathered near the bus for a group photo, rafe waved you over, “c’mon, teach, gotta get you in the picture too.”

“oh—i’m good behind the camera—”

“nope.” he took your clipboard and handed it to a fellow firefighter, then gently pulled you in. his arm slid around your waist, low and warm and way too casual for your fragile heart. you barely heard the countdown. all you could feel was him—tall and solid beside you, his hand pressing against your hip, the faint smell of smoke and soap on his shirt. the camera clicked. you stepped back fast, heart racing.

once the kids were loading back onto the bus, rafe walked you over quietly. the teasing was gone from his voice now—something a little softer had replaced it, “you did good today.”

you looked up at him, “so did you.”

he rubbed the back of his neck, like he was working up the nerve, “…you free sometime? without twenty small humans between us?”

you blinked, “are you asking me out, firefighter cameron?”

he grinned. “is it workin’?”

you bit your lip, cheeks hot, “…kinda.”

“good.” he winked, then stepped back as the bus door closed behind you.

and as you took your seat behind the kids, still breathless, still flushed, your favorite student turned around and whispered, “told you he liked you.”

you didn’t even try to deny it

[divagrace]

Cowboy Rafe x Cowgirl Reader

Summary: Cowboy Rafe and reader somehow keep bumping into each other at the county fair, and they are both immediately infatuated. Then Rafe ends up inviting her to the rodeo and feelings escalate.

Warnings: cussing

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The air was hot and sticky. Summers in South Carolina weren’t for the weak, especially in mid August.

Your white t-shirt made itself uncomfortably known by clinging to your skin, and your legs started to sweat from being constricted in your tight bootcuts.

Your favorite boots, square toe and embroidered with white flowers into the brown leather, kicked up dirt every step you took.

You could hear little kids screaming for cotton candy, and people of all ages crying out in both delight and fear on the rides that were located to your left.

The county fair.

Meanwhile Rafe was helping his little cousin get his pig ready for its show. Wilbur, he named it. Funny enough after the Charlotte’s Web book, because Wilbur in that story gets saved, but little Theo’s pig will be someone else’s bacon by next month.

“Rafe.” Theo whispers quietly to him as he is tossing his clementine peel to Wilbur.

“Yes?” Rafe asks, not really paying attention to his cousin. He’s busy trying to calculate the amount of money Theo could most likely get if he does good showing Wilbur.

“Ain’t that girl real pretty.” Theo says, lifting his hand to point at you.

Rafe’s eyes snap to where Theo is pointing.

And the sky be damned.

You are a beautiful woman. Your white tee shirt is showing you off in all the right places. Your jeans hug your ass perfectly, and the buckle that’s shimmering on your belt shows that you’re not a bunny. Your boots scuff up the dusting of dirt that’s on the cement of the barn floors.

You are ethereal.

Rafe looks over to Theo after goggling at you for a few seconds too long.

“Put your hand down Theo. Pointin ‘s rude.” Rafe says while swatting his hand away.

You make your way around, looking at all the pigs, occasionally stopping and talking to someone in their pen. You finally make it where Rafe and Theo are.

“Hi!” Theo says excitedly. Your eyes turn to him and you smile brightly.

“Hi there hun. Who are you showin today?” You ask him. His eyes light up and he begins to tell you all about his pig.

As much as you want to listen, you can’t help but find that your eyes keep straying over to the tall man sitting next to Theo.

You continue to nod and add comments about something that Theo says. He told you all about Wilbur, and him, and even school. He’s a cutie.

“And this is my cousin Rafe! He’s grumpy looking but he’s nice to me!” Theo begins telling you about the man sitting next to him.

Rafe smiles and shakes his head. He stands up to greet you, because that’s what his momma taught him.

“Hi I’m Rafe. Rafe Cameron. It’s lovely to meet you.” Rafe says formally while reaching out to shake your hand. You return the gesture.

“Hi. ” You start to introduce your self but when you grab his hand you swear you feel a jolt of electricity. You pull your hand back and plaster a smile on your face.

Theo sits there, talking and talking about his pig. You listen to every word that comes passionately from his mouth. Before he can finish telling probably the fifth story about Wilbur, Rafe has to I interrupt him.

“Theo buddy we got your show in like 20 minutes so we should get Wilbur ready.” Rafe cuts him off. Theo’s face turns solemn for a second, but then he perks back up, most likely thinking about showing Wilbur.

“Okay! Let’s do it.” He says while jumping up from his spot in Wilbur’s pen. You can’t help but let out a giggle at his enthusiasm.

“Well I’ll see you guys around. Thank you for telling me all about your pig Theo.” You smile brightly at him. You turn your head to Rafe.

“I’ll see you around?” He asks you. You shyly nod your head, and then turn around to leave the pig barn.

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That wasn’t the only time you saw Rafe.

While walking to get yourself some fries, you bumped right into him as he was turning around to leave the stand himself.

“Oh hey.” You say smiling as he seems to finally gather his senses. Now his smile matches yours.

“Hey.”

“How did Theo’s show go?” You ask him. Rafe’s smile now turns into a proud grin.

“It went really great. Theo didn’t good, and I think he’ll have a high bidder.”

Your eyes light up. “That’s great! He’s such a cutie. I’m glad it went well for him.”

“Yeah he’s having a great time.” Rafe laughs.

You order your fries and as you reach for your wallet, Rafe slaps a 10 right onto the counter and tells the cashier to keep the change.

You stand there in slight disbelief, your hand still hovering over your purse.

While grabbing your basket of fries and cheese cup that you ordered, you shoot Rafe a tiny glare. He doesn’t seem to mind, just grinning brightly right in your face.

“Do you want to go sit down?” Rafe asks you. With the confirmation from you, Rafe leads you guys to one of the picnic table located on the grounds.

You start talking and getting to know each other. You talk about all sorts of things like jobs, family, friends, what you want to do further in the future

You find out that Rafe is in the electrical union, and he is working with a company nearby. You can tell the way that he talks about his job that he loves it, and it’s honestly really cute.

You tell him all about your passions and dreams. He looks at you like he’s hanging on to every word that’s coming out of your mouth.

The two of you have long gone finished your fries and are now just having a conversation.

“I was wondering…” Rafe trails off.

You perk up a little.

“Yes?”

“I have an extra ticket to the rodeo tomorrow night since my friend bailed on me.” He stops talking once again.

“Uh huh.” You say teasing him. You want to make him ask you.

“Do you want to go with me?” He finally asks.

The smile on your face now reaches from ear to ear.

“Yeah I’ll go with.” You say happily.

His face breaks into a grin.

“Where do you want me to pick you up?” He asks.

“I’ll give you my address. Phone number please.” You say while stretching out a hand. He gives you his phone and you type in your address and hand it back to him. He quickly texts you to make sure the number works, the smile never leaving his face.

“It’s a date.”

[divagrace]

Hey guys! I have been seeing lots of cutie little imagines and ideas for an au Rafe where he is more of a blue collar guy and cowboy and all that. If yall have anything you want me to do for Cowgirl Reader, or she can just be living on her and Rafe’s ranch, send them in! I posted her mood board just now if yall want to see that

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If yall are looking for works like what im describing, @issues4him is writing amazing stuff rn!

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Imagines!

County Fair

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Head Scratches

Rafe x SweetPoguePrincess

Summary: Rafe will pay for his girl to get her nails done whenever she wants, as long as he gets something in return.

Warnings: None this is fluffffffff

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Rafe never thought of himself as someone to give in easily. But oh my goodness, when you have those shiny acrylics on your finger, he’s all in.

The first time you ever got your nails done was when Rafe asked if you wanted them done. He was still very new to the whole girlfriend thing, but he had always seen his dad ask Rose if she wanted to get her nails done, so he figured he should give it a shot.

Rafe noticed how you typically painted your own nails. But after a few days you started to complain about how the polish was already chipping off, and the top coat you used never worked.

He didn’t know how you desired to get your nails done. It’s something you’ve seen look girls have the luxury of, and you were constantly saving ideas in your Pinterest.

So when Rafe finally asked you, you couldn’t contain your excitement.

“Hey baby.” Rafe says while sitting down next to you on his bed. You glance up at him, peeling off the already chipped polish of your nails.

Perfect. Rafe thinks to himself.

“Hi.” You smile up at him. You stop picking your nails so you can give him your full attention.

“I was wondering something.” He says trailing off.

“Yes?” You say now interested. You adjust yourself so you are leaning against his shoulder, and he wraps one arm around your waist.

“I was wondering if you wanted me to take you to get your nails done.” He asks her. Gauging her reaction, he angles his neck downwards to look at her.

“Really?” She asks hopefully.

“I would never lie to you baby.” He says while giving her a kiss on her nose.

“Of course! Yes! I’m so excited. I have so many ideas saved!” She starts gushing excitedly.

“Okay well let’s go then.” He laughs and pulls her up so they can leave for the nail salon.

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The sweet lady guides Y/N to her chair, and also Rafe.

You insisted that he gets a pedicure, because men’s feet can be gross and why not do it together?

Rafe was not too happy about getting his feet touched by a stranger, but he would do anything his girl asked him to.

While someone is working on your feet, you look through the countless options that have been saved in your Pinterest. You decide to go with a simple light pink, with chrome over it. Since it’s your first time getting your nails done, why not keep it basic and then next time you’ll do a fun design.

You finish your pedicure with Rafe next to you, and then get your toes painted hot pink. And while those dry you get your nails done.

Rafe is sitting next to you the whole process, admiring the little gleam in your eyes from excitement.

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You skipped out of the nails salon with a bright smile on your face, all the way to Rafe’s truck.

He kept shaking his head a laughing to himself trailing behind you.

You asked him if he wanted to go to your house, and he happily agreed.

You guys walk into your house and were met with your dad lounging on the couch.

“Hey sweetie, hey Rafe.” He greets them.

“Hi dad! Did you have a good day at work?” You asks him. You are very close with your father, and became especially close ever since you mom passed away when you were little. He works hard to keep a roof over your head and you couldn’t be more grateful for him.

“It was good honey. Thanks for asking.” He says with a soft smile. Rafe can’t help but notice it’s your smile.

“Now no funny business in my houses but other than that do whatever.” Your dad jokes.

“Dad!” You can feel your face go red while Rafe is standing next to you giggling.

“Don’t worry Mr. Y/L/N. We won’t do anything.” Rafe says while starting to walk away. You grab his had, your cheeks still tinged pink, and lead him to your room.

“I’m gonna change into something comfier, but you can lay down.” You tell Rafe. He just nods his head and stares at you. You grab one of his sweatshirts that he gave you, and a pair of tiny sleep shorts and then head to your bathroom to freshen up.

You do your business, wash your hands and face, brush your teeth, and then change into your pj’s. And best believe while doing your skincare, you did the little taps on the products like all the makeup influencers do in the videos you watch.

You exit the bathroom and head back to your bedroom, Rafe is already under your covers watching videos on his phone. You pull back the covers and see that he’s changed into just a pair of shorts. He keeps clothes here and you keep some at his house, just in case of sleepovers and accidents.

You crawl under the covers and scoot closer to him. Just like a baby, Rafe lays his head down on your stomach while you open up your current read.

You absentmindedly start to run your fingers through his hair, his cropped cut making it easy since there are no tangles.

A groan escapes its way from Rafe’s mouth. You pull your hand away startled, but he reaches his out from under the covers and puts your hand back on his scalp.

“Don’t stop. That feels so fucking good.” He says but it’s all muffled from his head being buried in your stomach.

You giggle and resume scratching his head. 

Rafe feels like he’s in heaven. His eyes keep drooping shut the more you continue to draw patterns and shapes on his scalp.

And yes, he goes and takes you to get your nails done, every two weeks. And he demands that you give him head scratches every single night.

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Sewing Date

SoftRafe x SweetPoguePrincess

Summary: SweetPoguePrincess loves to sew. It’s something that she can actually afford to do, and it saves her money at stores. So she drags Rafe along and orders them to make matching patchwork sweatshirts.

Warnings: None! Just fluff

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Y/N was constantly sewing. It’s something her mother had taught her before she passed away, both by hand and machine. Now it’s something that she has carried on ever since.

Y/N would sew dresses, shirts, pants, tank tops, and even socks sometimes if she found a cute fabric. Even if she’s not making something from scratch, knowing how to hem things is a really handy skill. Her friends were always coming to her so she could help them fix a rip or hole in their clothes.

Rafe noticed very quickly that Y/N loved to sew. Every time they were at a store she would intently look at the stitching’s of clothes, or longingly stare at a pretty fabric.

It fascinates Rafe that anybody would even have the need to sew unless it was there job, but that’s just another thing that Rafe will have to come to understand about not just you, but Pogues in general. Not everybody has had clothes thrown into their arms since they were just little children.

Another thing Rafe will have to get used to, is all the little crafts and projects you drag him into. A few days ago, you made him paint you, while you painted him. Of course your painting came out spectacular, and his just looked like a warped human.

And a few weeks ago, you guys made tie blankets. A trend was floating around social media about them and you just had to join. Minutes after you told Rafe, the two of you were on your way to Hobby Lobby to pick out your fabric.

But now you are dragging him down to his dock so you guys can sit with your toes in the water while you make patchwork hoodies.

You were just going to buy a hoodies from Michael’s, but Rafe insisted on buying nicer ones from online. And with some negotiating, you agreed as long as he let you pick out the design and everything.

He was going to let you do that anyways but he won’t tell you that.

So now you guys are sitting on the dock, and Rafe is patiently listening to the instructions that you are giving him. But sometimes he ends up watching your mouth more than what you’re showing him with your hands.

“Rafe did you catch that last bit?” You ask him. You really know that he didn’t, but it’s fun to tease.

“Oh yeah for sure.” He lies smoothly through his teeth.

“Okay then it’s fine that I push you in the ocean right now?” You ask with a cocky smile plastered on your face. His eyes widen to the size of saucers. He scrambles up from his sitting position.

“What no! I lied I didn’t hear what you said.” He says quickly. All that you’re doing is laughing, hunched over from your once relaxed frame.

“I was just kidding.” You giggle before quickly stopping after seeing the death glare Rafe is shooting at you. But not even he can stop the smile from spreading to his face.

Once Rafe actually starts to concentrate, you guys have a wonderful time making your sweatshirts together.

Race sits quietly, while you talk and talk. About anything. He will sometimes add some words or give you some advice, but Rafe loves hearing you talk. So he lets you.

You guys finally finish your hoodies just as the sun is setting over the water. Well, you had finished a long time before Rafe. So while you were waiting for him, you started making him a shirt that says ‘I love my girlfriend’ on it.

Rafe couldn’t figure out what it would end up saying but you know that he’ll love it.

The last thing that you wanted to add before being done with the hoodies is a little patch right on the sleeve where your hand goes.

You take Rafe’s hoodie, and he takes yours, and you guys both stitch, “ps. I love you” on the hoodie.

It’s so adorable and even when he thought you wouldn’t notice, you caught Rafe running his finger over the patch with a small smile ghosting the corners of his mouth.

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hey!! can you do one where reader is a nice girl and all but when it comes to rafe she talks back, rolls eyes and stuff, and he falls for her because he can’t have her? he won’t become softer and nicer, they just start to vibe with each others sass, it’s their form of showing affection towards each other<3

Wait this is so cute! Of course I can!

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Chasing

Summary: Rafe takes one look at you and he’s infatuated. But you’re not like everyone else. You don’t give Rafe the attention the he wants from you, that he craves from you. So instead he has to play the long game.

Warnings: None!

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Rafe is used to getting what he wants. Everything he sets his eyes on becomes his in a matter of hours or days.

But you are quite the exception.

The first time Rafe saw you, your whole body was stretched carelessly on a lounge chair at the beach. Your tan skin glowed under the sun, and your small baby blue bikini accentuated your curves beautifully. 

You were laying on your back, sunglasses perched on your face, and a romance novel in your hand. Rafe could see the shimmer of the tanning oil you had lathered on yourself, and could already see the tinge of pink on your skin from the burning sun up above.

Rafe was forced to leave the beach because of a call from his dad, but that didn’t stop his interest in you.

Now every where he goes, you seem to be there. Whether it’s him getting lunch at a cafe, or playing golf with Topper and Kelce, you always seemed to find your way near him. It was making Rafe go crazy.

He would watch you interact with your friends and family. You were like an angle sent from heaven, nice to everyone. So Rafe convinced himself to go and talk to you. You had to be sweet to him right?

Wrong.

You wanted nothing to do with Rafe Cameron. He sauntered over to you, head held high and ready to sweep you off your feet.

“Hi.” Rafe says and leans onto your golf cart that you’re sitting on. You turn your head to meet the voice that just spoke and are not surprised to find Rafe Cameron starring back at you.

He may think he’s slick, but you’ve been seeing the longing stares that have been thrown your way every time the two of you are in the same room.

“Hi?” You say almost rudely and turn back to watch your friend swing her club.

Rafe is shocked. No one has ever sounded so agitated to be in his presence. Well, maybe besides his father on the rare occasion. But he brushes off the unfamiliar feeling and tries again.

“Well I was just wondering if you needed any help.” Rafe says. He was stupidly for saying that. Why would she need any help when all that she’s doing is watching.

You roll your eyes. “And what exactly would I need help doing?” You ask him. His face contorts in a mix of embarrassment and it looks like, anger?

“Well I don’t know. I was just trying to be nice and offer something that not everybody gets the privilege of.” He says defensively.

“Yeah well clearly, I don’t need your help or your stupid little privileges ” You say now also getting frustrated.

Rafe did not expect this conversation to end like this.

“Fine! You won’t get them then.” He says while stomping away.

“Fine!” You yell mimicking him.

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Of course that isn’t the last Rafe sees of you. Somehow you end up next to each other in the most random places. In the same isle at a grocery store, passing each other on the side walk.

Rafe’s attraction for you never went away. He knew in the back of his mind that you were no easy target. But the more that you kept pushing him away, the more he could feel himself falling for you. He never thought that getting rejected over and over again would make him act like this.

So once again, you and Rafe ran into each other on the crowded streets of OBX. Literally. You ran straight into Rafe’s chest because neither of you were watching where you were going.

Rafe wraps his arms around your waist to catch you, or else you would have fallen flat on your ass

“Woah princess. Wouldn’t want to think you’re falling for me now.” He says with a cocky smirk on his face.

A blush immediately makes its way to your face but you play it off.

“In your dreams Cameron.” You say while rolling your eyes. But in reality, you have found yourself being more and more attracted to Rafe. But you could never own up to that, not after you’ve been brushing him off for the past month.

“So are you on your way flirt with another girl who doesn’t want you?” You say while trying to fight your laugh.

“Are you on your way to a guy who you keep rejecting?” Rafe asks with the same playful tone.

“Well of course. But it seems I ran into a stuck up rich boy instead.” You tease.

“Huh that’s crazy. I ran into a girl who claims she hates me but is always looking at me like a lovesick puppy.” Rafe shoots back.

The blush returns to your cheeks.

“I don’t look at you like that.” You say turning your head to meet Rafe’s gaze.

“Sure you don’t.” He says while wrapping one arm around your waist as you guys continue to navigate the busy street.

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I honestly had a tough time with this one just because the reader doesn’t immediately fold like I would lol!

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The First of Many

SoftRafexSweetPoguePrincess First Date!

Summary: Rafe take’s SweetPoguePrincess on their first date!

Warnings: None! Just fluff

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Y/N impatiently paced back and forth in her tiny living room waiting for Rafe’s arrival. It is 5:58 right now. He should be here in two minutes. Every time she glances up at the clock, time seems to be going slower. But long enough, a knock echoes from her front door.

She rushes to it, gripping the handle, but pausing and taking a deep breath.

You’ll be fine.

Y/N swings the door open and there stands Rafe. He’s wearing a pair of black shorts and a white polo shirt to go with it.

He’s holding a bouquet of flowers, an assortment of lilies, her favorite.

“Hi.” He says, laughing at her look of pure awe.

“Hi Rafe.” Y/N says.

He now takes a moment to drink her in. She’s wearing a patchwork sundress, covered in various colors. She has a denim jacket resting on her shoulders and some beat up light pink converse. He can see a hole in the toe of her left shoe.

“You look amazing.” Rafe says breathlessly.

“Thank you.” Y/N giggles, a blush spreading on her cheeks.

Rafe looks down at the flowers he’s holding. “Oh! These are for you.” He says handing them to Y/N.

“Thank you Rafe. I'll put these in some water and I’ll be right back.” She says before disappearing into the house. She emerges a minute later with a bright smile on her face.

“You ready?” Rafe asks her.

“Yup! Let’s go!” Y/N says while bounding down the steps of her shabby house to the door of his truck.

But Rafe was not having it.

“Hey slow down.” He says taking long strides after her and quickly letting where she was at.

“What?” Y/N stops in her tracks and turns to face him. He has a look of determination in his eyes but she doesn’t know exactly why.

“I have to open your door for you.” He says in a ‘duh’ tone. Brushing past her and reaching his truck door. He opens the door and she climbs in. Once she is situated in her seat, Rafe leans over her to help her buckle her seat belt. The smell of his expensive cologne filling her nostrils.

“I can do…” Y/N starts to argue but immediately closes her mouth after seeing the look on Rafe’s face. No room for argument.

“Thank you.” Y/N says shyly, looking down at her lap. Once again, a rosy tint covering her cheeks.

“Of course.” Rafe says before tapping her hip and then shutting her door. He quickly walks over to his side and gets in. But he doesn’t miss the now red shade of blush on her face. Smiling to himself, he starts to back out of his driveway, throwing one arm around the back of Y/N’s seat and looking through the back mirror.

Y/N dang near folds right then and there in her seat. That was so hot.

While Y/N is lost in her own thoughts, Rafe takes a moment to really look at Y/N’s house. It’s very small, basically the size of a trailer. It’s located in one of the roughest parts of the Cut. Many people are known for having shitty houses in the Cut, but this area is known for the worst ones.

The outside is made out of metal paneling, and it’s light blue in color. It has grass stains going up the side of it, and her porch looks like it could break with one wrong step. The best part about her house is the closeness to the beach. It’s right on the water. But other than than, it’s probably the size of Rafe’s bedroom alone.

Rafe would usually judge someone based on their house, but not Y/N. He doesn’t understand how she can come from such a shithole and still be the kindest human he’s ever met.

Rafe glances over at Y/N. She’s peacefully staring out at the soft waves lapping against the shore. He can tell that she loves the beach.

Rafe decides to break the silence. “So tell me some more things about yourself. Something that not everybody knows about you.”

Her head whips around from its resting spot. Y/N looks like she’s thinking.

“Well umm. My mom passed away when I was eight years old. She’s the kindest and nicest human being ever. I try my best to be like her. My dad and I both try to make her proud.” Y/N says and a look of fondness crosses her face. Rafe’s eyes soften. He knows what it’s like not having a good mother figure in his life. Rose is the worst and he cannot stand her.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” He tells her sincerely. She just nods.

“It’s okay, I’ve learned to live with it. Your turn.”

Rafe can’t say he’s surprised. He looks out the front window while passing through the streets of OBX.

“Umm. I used to be super addicted to drugs.” Rafe starts and Y/N sucks in a breath. He gets worried that she might not want to continue hanging out with him but her face tells him to go on.

“It was bad. So bad. Like I couldn’t go a day without snorting a line of cocaine and shit. My dad was mad at first but then he was done with my shit. He sent me to a rehab facility. I got into shape real quick.” Y/N reaches over to grab Rafe’s free hand and immediately warmth spreads throughout his body.

“It took me five months to finally be clean. Normal. That was honestly the proudest I’ve ever seen my father of me. And his reaction to me being clean is the reason I still am today. And not to mention, I just feel better. I was a crazy mother fucker back then. I know why people couldn’t stand me. I don’t ever blame them for hating me now.” Rafe finishes.

They come to a red light and Y/N squeezes his hand. “Thank you for being so vulnerable. I know it’s hard.” She says.

“And I’m proud of you too. For changing. For being a better person. If other people can’t be proud too, that’s their fault.”

He looks at her and smiles, his chest full of pride. And a light pink tinges his cheeks.

“Now. Let’s go have fun on our date!” Y/N giggles and squeezes Rafe’s hand again.

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Rafe pulled into a parking lot. Y/N looked up from their hands to see multiple tents and stands set up.

“You brought me to a farmers market?” She asked him. Rafe looked over at her and smiled.

“Yeah. You said last night how much you love supporting local businesses. So what better way to do it than here?” He tells her.

Y/N’s heart just melts into a puddle. She couldn’t believe that he wouldn’t remember that small thing she mentioned. She loves getting out and supporting the small business in OBX, but it can be hard when she has other priorities for the little money she gets every month.

Before she can say thank you, Rafe is already out the door of his truck and opening hers. She scrambles to unbuckle and grabs his outstretched hand to jump out.

“I’m so excited. I haven’t been to a farmers market in so long!” She exclaims.

“Well pick out whatever you want. I read that there are some things here that I think you’ll like.” Rafe says.

Y/N squints in the sun trying to look at Rafe’s face. He has to be at least a foot taller than her so it’s quite a challenge.

“Rafe. You don’t have to spend a ton of money on me.” She grumbles. She finally catches his eye and he’s giving her that look again.

“I will spend however much I want on you Y/N. It’s no big deal.” Rafe says before taking her hand and leading her through the stands.

They end up stopping at a stand that has cute little journal and book covers. They are hand sewn and have multiple different patterns and designs. Rafe tells Y/N to pick out whatever ones she wants. She hesitantly gets two, one for her current book that she’s reading, and one for her journal.

Then Rafe sees a person selling handmade jewelry. He insists that Y/N picks out a few pieces. She ends up picking up a ring made from sea glass, and a necklace that has a starfish charm on it.

Y/N is trying to refuse the things that Rafe is to buying for her, but all it takes is one reminder from him that it’s for the small business and she crumbles.

He ended up seeing a dress that he thinks she will look amazing in. The sweet old woman who was selling them had a sign up saying she was selling her handmade dresses in order to pay for her chemo therapy treatment. Y/N’s heart shattered while seeing that because her mom passed away from breast cancer.

She quickly agreed to buy not one, but three dresses. While she was searching for two more, Rafe couldn’t help but notice Y/N’s reaction to the sign. It was much more than just sympathy. So while Y/N was browsing, Rafe leaned down and asked for the woman’s name and phone number. He would be in contact with the hospital about paying off all of her treatments, and anything else she might need.

Rafe also paid for the dresses and once again saw the look of absolute despair on Y/N’s face. She eventually cheered up though after seeing a vendor who had crocheted stuffed animals. She picked up two sea turtles. One with a little pink bow crocheted in, and the other one with a little grumpy face.

“Look Rafe! It’s us!” She giggled loudly at her joke. He playfully scowled but handed the vendor the correct amount of money and threw a 50 in the tip jar.

Again, Y/N literally had no idea how he could just spend money like this. But since it was helping small businesses, she was okay with it.

Y/N continued to drag Rafe through every single stand in the farmers market. She made them stop at every one because she claimed that ‘you never know what they might have to offer’. Rafe happily went along with her because he got to see her eyes light up every time she started a conversation with someone. And because her arm was wrapped around his bicep the whole time.

Eventually Y/N had successfully went through every stand with Rafe and they walked back to his truck.

While he drove her home, Rafe kept his hand tightly held in hers, and she wasn’t complaining.

Rafe pulled up into her driveway. He turned to look at her.

“Do you need any help with your bags?” He asks her. Y/N shakes her head while digging through one of the bags.

“No. But here, don’t forget your stuffie!” She says while shoving the turtle into his hands. He takes it and puts it right in his lap.

“Thank you Rafe. For everything you bought me today. And for just spending time with me.” Y/N says sincerely.

“You’re welcome. I’ll try to find you on the island, but if I can’t, I’ll come visit you here. I’ll see you soon.” He tells her.

“Bye Rafey!” She yells. All he can do is scowl because before he knows it, she’s slamming his truck door shut and laughing to herself the whole way up her porch.

Rafe waits until Y/N gets back inside safely, before pulling out of her driveway.

Yeah. He could get used to this.

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I’m like so proud of myself for this one! 🫶🏻

Thank you guys for the love!

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Spoiling her

SoftRafexSweetPoguePrincess

Summary: Sweet Pogue princess is too poor to afford stuff like a phone. So Rafe takes her out and buys her one. And maybe some other stuff

Warnings: None! Just fluff

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“Ready to go?” Rafe asks Y/N.

“Yup!”

They both climb into his truck. He starts driving them over to the non-touristy section of OBX. There is a mall, stores, and a couple restaurants.

Rafe pulls into the mall parking lot. Y/N looks over at him confused.

“What are we doing here?” She asks him.

“We need to get a few things.” He says before getting out of his truck and quickly walking over to open her door. He stretches out his hand to her and she grabs it. They walk hand in hand into the mall.

Y/N has only ever been here a few times. And it was mainly because Kiara had money and wanted to buy some stuff and invited Y/N. But she didn't buy anything, just tagged along.

Rafe leads her through the mall before she finally sees where he must be heading. The Apple Store. Becoming more confused, she turns her head to Rafe’s. They walk in together.

“What are we doing here?” She asks him again.

“We’re buying you a phone.” Rafe says it's no big deal. Y/N’s mouth drops open.

“What! Rafe you can’t do this. We barely even know each other! This is our first date.” She tries to argue but Rafe is having nothing of it.

“Look I’m going to need a way to contact you that isn’t driving to your house all the time. This is the only option I could think of.” He says.

“But Rafe. These phones are so expensive! Why do you think I have never had one? And I can’t afford a phone bill every month!” Y/N keeps pressing as they walk around the store. Rafe doesn’t seem to be listening to her, just looking at the different colors and options.

“I will pay for it all. It won’t even make a scratch in my bank account sweetheart. Now please stop worrying. Look at this one, it’s your favorite color.” He points to a phone on display. It’s a baby pink. Absolutely gorgeous.

Y/N can feel herself cave when she sees the look in his eyes. He will not hear her say no. And this color is so beautiful.

“Alright, well that’s settled.” He calls over a sales person.

“Hello sir, how can I help you?” The associate asks.

“Hi. I’ll take this iPhone, at its best value. I’ll also take an iPad Air, in pink please. And to go with that, an Apple Pencil.” Rafe says. The associate nods along and disappears to grab the items.

“Why did you ask for a pink iPad?” Y/N asks.

“Because once you get your phone, watching streaming services and playing games are so much more fun on a bigger screen.” He says like it’s obvious.

Y/N gasps. “Rafe. Are you kidding me? The phone is already way more than needed.” She scolds him.

“I do not care. You are my girl. I’m going to spoil you. And a phone is necessary so you can call or text me whenever. The iPad is just for fun.” He shoots me a wink and the sales associate comes back with all the things in a bag.

We walk over to the counter and Rafe takes out his black Amex card to pay. I can’t even look at how much he’s spending right now, or else it will make me throw up.

Rafe thanks the associate and then grabs the bag along with my hand. Hut by the look on his face he isn’t done yet.

“Rafe please. This is more than enough for today. Thank you so much. But I don’t need you spending any more money on me.”

“Okay.” He says with a small pout on his lips.

We go home and helps me set everything up. Let’s just say I’m addicted to temple run now.

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SweetPoguePrincess

Imagines!

How SoftRafe and SweetPoguePrincess first met!

SoftRafe and SweetPoguePrincess’s first date

Rafe spoiling SweetPoguePrincess

Rafe and SweetPoguePrincess make patchwork hoodies together

Boat day

Rafe gets SweetPoguePrincess Jellycats!

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How Sweet Pogue reader met Rafe!

Soft RafexSweetPogue reader

Summary: Rafe is known to hate Pogues. All of them are nuisances to him. Until one particular girl catches his eye. He asks Topper if he knows her name and only for Topper to tell him that she’s a Pogue.

Warnings: Nothing!

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The beach party was in full swing. People were drinking, dancing, and partying their asses off. Rafe on the other hand, was busy trying to make sure Topper’s psychotic girlfriend, Ruthie, didn’t start any more fights with people. She was literally insane.

“Topper. Control your girl. She’s being a fucking lunatic.” He bites out to Topper. Crazy ass bitch. He thinks to himself. His eyes scan the beach, making sure everything is going smoothly. Then all the sudden, his eyes land on you.

You’re wearing a bright pink tank top, it’s spaghetti straps fighting to hold in your boobs that are threatening to spill out from you jumping around. It shows just a sliver of your tan waist, but it’s enough to make Rafe want to wrap his arms around it. Your toned legs are clad in a pair of jean shorts and beaded brackets decorate your arms.

You look so carefree, so happy. Dancing around with everyone. Your smile is stunning. It takes Rafe’s breath away in the best way possible.

Rafe turns to Topper. “Hey, who is that?” He asks him. Topper tries to see who Rafe is pointing to.

“Dude, there’s about 20 people you could be pointing to right now.” Topper says sarcastically.

“Her. The girl in the pink tank top and jean shorts.” Rafe says growing impatient, even though he knows Topper had a point. It’s a giant group of dancing teenagers and Rafe could have been pointing to any of them. But he needed to find out who this girl is.

“Oh. Man that’s Y/N. She’s hot but I would never mess with her. She’s a Pogue, the Pogue princess as many people refer to her.” Topper spits the word out with disgust. Rafe’s eyes widen.

Now he remembers. Of course he knows how the Pogue Princess is. I mean, he’s the Kook King.

Well you being a Pogue isn’t going to stop him. He may hate Pogues but most of them are annoying and make stupid decisions. He’s never even heard of you so you must be normal.

Rafe walks over to you confidently. When he wants something, he gets it. And you’re no different.

When he lightly grabbed Y/N’s arm, she was startled and turned around to see who the culprit was.

She was even more surprised when she was met with Rafe Cameron staring down at her. Y/N along with everybody else knows that Rafe doesn’t interact with Pogues unless he has to. And typically it’s in a violent way.

Rafe has never done anything bad to her before. Honestly, she doesn’t get out too much anyways. Usually her dad and her are scrubbing down their little shack, and if not, she’s out at the beach tanning and surfing.

Y/N just lives her life to the fullest. Her family is dirt poor, the only reason they have a roof over their heads is because her grandpa built her house when he was younger. But other than that, life is all about the experience for her. She tries to be kind to everybody and will never ever judge someone for what they look like, or how they are. That’s why many people in town refer to her as the ��Pogue Princess”.

But she has no hard feelings towards Rafe unlike many other kids on the cut her age. She doesn’t blame them though.

“Hi.” Rafe says. He can smell her intoxicating scent. She smells so good. Like vanilla, warm and sweet. The breeze is making her scent drift right to his nose.

“Hi!” She giggles and its music to ears. “Do you need something from me?” She asks him.

He lets go of her arm and runs a hand through his buzzed hair. But something caught his attention, there was no judgment, no nasty look, or condescending tone in her voice that was directed at him. Most people in town couldn’t even look at him without wincing. Whether it was from fear or disgust. So naturally, Rafe was drawn to her.

“Well I just wanted to come talk to the prettiest girl on the beach.” He said with a grin stretching across his face. Y/N’s face burned with a blush.

“You think I’m pretty?” She shyly asked him

“I think you’re the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He leans down and whispers in her ear.

The red staining Y/N’s cheeks turned to a dark crimson. Y/N has struggled with her appearance for a long time. Growing up in a town surrounded by pretty girls can mess with your head. The compliment meant a lot to her.

Rafe and Y/N shouted over the loud music, talking to each other about everything. Y/N was dancing and swaying to the music, and Rafe was trying to keep her still so her words wouldn’t jumble up while she was bumping around.

After a while, Y/N got tired. She smushed her face into Rafe’s chest.

“I’m tiredddd.” She complained. Rafe wrapped his hands around her forearms and guided her to a big piece of driftwood down the beach. Now they were away from the craziness of the party.

Rafe was looking at Y/N with something in his eyes that she couldn’t quite decipher.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She’s asks him.

“Can I go on a date with you?” The words fly out of his mouth before he can even register what he’s saying. Y/N’s mouth falls open.

“What?” She asks.

“Can I take you out? On a date. Tomorrow.” Rafe says. Now his words are collected and put together.

Y/N teases him a little. Taking a long time to come up with an answer. Even going as far as tapping her pointer finger on her chin and making it look like she’s thinking about it. Obviously there is only one answer.

“Y/N.” Rafe mutters.

“Of course I will!” Y/N happily says, finally giving up on her teasing. A sigh of relief escapes Rafe. Like she was really going to say no.

“Thank goodness. Here’s my phone you can give me your phone number so you can send me your address.” Rafe says while fishing his phone out of his pocket and opening his contacts app.

Y/N’s whole mood changes. More red flush adorns her cheeks, but not out of the fact that she has butterflies or is nervous, it’s out of embarrassment.

“What’s wrong?” Rafe asks her. He noticed her mood change.

“Ummm. I don’t have a phone.” She says.

“Why are you grounded or something?” Rafe asks her.

“No, it’s just my parents can’t afford to get me a phone.” Y/N says embarrassed.

Rafe’s eyes widen. He has never experienced a life without having some sort of electronics thrown in his face. Ward had always tried to buy his and his sister‘s love with either the newest gaming console or tablet or iPhone.

“Oh. Well that’s okay. You can just give me your address and I’ll write it down in my notes app.” Rafe says. It’s obvious that she is uncomfortable about not having a phone, so he doesn’t want to make it something it doesn’t have to be.

“Okay.” Y/N says and then proceeds to tell Rafe her address. She’s glad he didn’t make a big deal out of the situation. I mean it’s the 21st century almost every kid her age has a cell phone, especially in the Outer Banks. But unfortunately, her parents don’t make enough money to be able to give her a phone. So she goes without one. The only way her friends can communicate with her, is verbally.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow, 6pm sharp. Wear something comfortable.” Rafe says and smiles.

“Okay. I’ll be ready” Y/N beams up at him.

“Can’t wait baby.” That’s the last thing Rafe says before walking off and disappearing into the crowd of teenagers.

What just happened? They both wonder to themselves.

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