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Hi Alpine‼️*we say in unison*

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YESS LAWDDDD ! FIREFIGHTER!RAFE PROPAGANDA 🙂‍↕️

— firefighter!rafe getting breakfast after his 24 hour shift ᯓ★

"honey, i’m home!" rafe’s muffled yell echoes through the house.

stepping down the stairs in your pajamas, you rub your eyes and smile at your boyfriend. a paper bag hangs between his teeth, and two little drinks are in his hands as he struggles to kick off his work boots.

he’s too preoccupied with not spilling the drinks or dropping the bag to notice you at the stairs. he hurries to the kitchen counter, carefully setting everything down.

you sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around his torso, kissing his back and breathing in his smoky scent. somehow, he smells better after work. manlier. there’s just something about the smell of a hardworking man.

your fingers press into the tight black fabric of his compression shirt. "outer banks fire" stretches in red across the back, the letters slightly faded. his cargo pants are smudged with soot at the knees, his belt still clipped.

he lets out a little hum, warm and tired, and you feel his muscles loosen beneath your hands. he leans back into your touch like he’s been waiting for it all night. "there you are." he turns to face you, smiling down with that soft, cheesy grin. "i brought breakfast." he kisses your hair and hugs you tight before pulling away to show you.

"i think the local café has a first responder deal. the lady gave me my stuff for free!" he chuckles, opening the paper bag, which holds two breakfast bagels.

"really? aw, that’s nice... which drink is mine?" you ask, eyeing both cups, then looking up at him. he hands you the correct one—which, you notice, is your exact usual order. every add-on, the specific milk, even the amount of sugar.

you smile into the rim of the lid as you take a sip. "how do you always remember my order? even after barely sleeping?"

rafe shrugs. "i remember everything when it comes to you, baby."

"corny, i know—" he starts to laugh, already expecting a snarky comment.

"no, it’s romantic," you cut him off, giving a sleepy grin and going on your tiptoes to kiss him, hand still around your cup.

he chuckles against your lips. "no bullying today?"

he caresses your back with slow, gentle hands, like he’s savoring being home.

"mhm, not today. you work too hard for me to mess with you this early. maybe once you nap," you tease, kissing his cheek before sliding into his lap at the counter.

he helps settle you, like it’s a routine now—your favorite part of mornings like this. you dive into your breakfast bagel, trading bites with rafe since he got a different kind. you find it endearing—how even after a long shift, he still brings you breakfast. sure, rafe works those day-long shifts that leave you a little lonely. but you know he’ll always come back to you. arms full, eyes soft, happiest when he’s here with you.

"so... you think the café worker was flirting with you?" you ask through a bite, grinning.

"and there it is," he sighs, rolling his eyes as he lightly squeezes your hip.

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a/n: i love firefighters. rafe as a firefighter? YES PLEASEEE. like or reblog if you want moresiessss :D

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at the end of every month, the cameron family hosted a small dinner at their house on figure eight. it was just their thing, in consideration of all of their busy schedules… and being rafe’s girlfriend, you were always invited. you loved his family and they loved you. it was a pleasure to be there every time.

except tomorrow's wouldn't be.

you were furious with your boyfriend.

how many times have you told rafe over and over to leave the damned pogues alone? last night, all you wanted was for him to pick up food, so why did he come home with bruised knuckles and a bloody busted lip? and no food? why did he have to be so impulsive when it came to them? it was childish, it was tiring, and you were over it. in response, he's been on silent treatment since then.

the following night— dinner night with the camerons…

as the two of you got ready in your room, he could tell you were still very, very upset with how last night ended. the way you aggressively patted your face with powder spoke volumes.

sliding into your dress, you realize you’re not going to be able to zip the back alone. but you- oh you are stubborn. could you have asked rafe? yes. were you going to? noooo, of course not.

you twist and you turn your arms to reach the back, attempting to do it on your own. you didn't even want to go to dinner at this point. “stupid fucking zipper.” you mutter, catching your boyfriend’s attention as he clicks on his shiny watch. he continues to watch you struggle and curse under your breath.

should i help her? nah, nah... fuck, she'll bite my head off. oh, forget it, i know she'll get more pissed the more she tries it. he thinks to himself.

he calls out your name, just to see if you’d respond. nothing. he tries again. “i- baby, let me help you.”

“no.” you shoot a cold glare, then return to the zipper you couldn’t even get up halfway.

“come on let me do it.” he walks over and gently moves your hands away. you huff as you reluctantly give in and let him zip it. “there…” you hear the zipper make its way to the top and he smiles as he hears you sigh with relief.

“thanks.” you grumble, fixing your hair in the mirror and smoothing out wrinkles in the dress. he stands behind you, his rough hands lingering carefully. "let's talk, yeah?" he watches your eyes flicker up at his, thinking about it fully before deciding.

it was a face he's seen one too many times before. a face that seemed to always let rafe back in. a face that he loved but hated to hurt- but always did.

his sweet, forgiving girl.

you nod.

"i'm sorry, angel. i am, i really am. you never even really let me explain what happened last night and-" "that matters?!" you cut him off. "i just want you to stop coming to me all banged up, because i care about you. i wish you'd just get over yourself and leave shit alone. it's immature." you pull away and go to sit on the edge of the bed. you try to get into your heels but struggle again. he watches you carefully, going over what you said to him in a loop. he kneels before you and slips the heels onto your feet. rafe slowly meets your eyes and sighs, "you're right. i suck, i should grow up. i don't mean to make you worry. i am so sorry. promise i'll try to be better. please angel." gosh, the way he looks at you. a sad, hopeful puppy look. how can you deny him when he gives you that? you stick out your pinky, to which he chuckles at and nods and sticks out his. your pinkies interlock and you both kiss your thumbs with small, growing smiles. "thank you." you mumble when you let go. "that's my girl." "now hurry baby, i heard my dad made that pasta you like for dinner." he helps you up, just to press a fat kiss into your cheek and hug you tight. oh, how he missed your smell and touch. yeah, rafe's an asshole— but he's your asshole. just not to you, duh.

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a/n: i literally finished this shit at 6am. did not even realize it was this time until i looked up at the sky was turning blue again thru my window. ANYWAY.

how'd i do :P !! this is supposed to be s1 rafe, but like is it canon to how he acts? no. idc tho cs this ma babaaaa. i think it's okay considering i haven't written in a while.

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seeing my man with his canonical love interest 💔💔💔💔

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A slutty polo and biceps? We are so back

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when ur best friend starts dating ur ex aka the guy who cheated on u while u were freshly grieving the death of ur sister and everyone expects u to be okay with it 🤣🤣🤣

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I hate everyone in my city oh my gawdd get me out of here !!!!

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ive always thought rafe was a stupid ass name idk like saying it out loud sounds so fucking dumb 😭😭😭 Idk maybe that’s just me tho

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Being a Harry girl who reads fanfic can be so frustrating at times. When I search up Harry Potter x reader. ITS CAUSE I WANT HARRY X READER FICS! NOT DRACO, OR FRED OR CEDRIC!

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bsf, bf AND husband reveal yall 😛

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my pinky toe is genuinely so freaking ugly it makes me wanna cry 😣😣😣

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watching media with my “comfort characters” to feel better, and they’re all fucking dead 😭🙏

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I FUCKING HATE YEARBOOK OH MY GAWSH GET ME OUTTA THERE 😭😭😭 ITS SO BUNS UGHHHHHH 🤬🤬🤬🤬

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if u guys think im insane for hamzah you don’t ever wanna see how i get for vinnie hacker

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my fave emo white boy !!!!

ive had this edit saved since 2023 it’s one of my faves ever !!!!!!

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a day at disneyland would heal me.

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reposting this cuz this is still true

all boys do is dickride each other and lie. don't EVER believe them.

ok bye.