hi so for blurb night can I get #39 and #4 with rafe x pogue!reader please? where she’s the drunk one who like bumps into him at a party or something idk 🥺💕 I have a thing for rafe and pogue reader lol
4. “how much have you had to drink?”
39. “your eyes... they’re so beautiful.”
The Boneyard was filled with teens everywhere. Kooks, pogues, tourons, they all drank and partied in harmony, or at least tried to. There was this stupid feud between pogues and kooks, which meant that kooks couldn’t date pogues and vice versa. You were a couple beers in, feeling a bit tipsy when you bumped into the kook king.
“Rafe, hello... oh,whoops.” you slurred tripping over a trash bag spilling some of your beer.
“Oh my god, how much have you had to drink?” he laughed while helping stand up straight again.
“I don’t know... i’ve counted 4 but i don’t know how many... i haven’t counted.” you said and started laughing hysterically out of nowhere. He looked around trying to find the pogues, to see who was the next person he’d give you off to. Kiara was the first one he saw but she was dancing with Pope a little too sensual. He didn’t want to interrupt that, it looked that they were gonna have lots of fun later.
“I’m gonna take you home okay?” he said knowing that he didn’t have any other choice, and he didn’t want to just leave you there in that state.
“You are?! Oh, thank you. Pretty, pretty boy.” you smiled bashfully softly slapping his cheek repeatedly.
“Your eyes... they’re so beautiful.” you said concentrating on them for a second, he was looking at yours. His blue eyes blending with your Y/E/C eyes. He watched them sparkle in the moonlight making him feel butterflies. The desire to kiss you was getting worse but he stopped himself before he could do anything. He didn’t want to take advantage of you, specially when you were like this.
“Thanks hun. Come on, let’s go.” he groaned while squatting down to grab you by your legs and throw you over his shoulder causing you to squeal.
“Oh! we’re going on a rideeeee! weeeeeeee..” you slurred making him laugh. He got you home and left you a note on your bedside table along with pain killers and water.
‘I’m glad you like my eyes. Call me, you can see them longer. Hope your hangover is not bad.
see ya, Rafe.’ the note read.
Believe when i say this but it was going to be a very very interesting morning.
Congrats!! “Is Daddy mad at me?” from the prompt list with Rafe please?
At 6:25pm everyday, Rafe Cameron managed to pull up to the driveway his 2story house and be greeted by his daughter Hayden at the door. But today was not like that.
A meeting extending the finish time made him late to finishing his paper work which seemed to have doubled in the past 12 hours. With the extra papers, it meant him not being able to clock out until almost 8pm.
Rafe called you to give you the heads up to eat dinner without him tonight, knowing that Hayden would be grumpy if she had to wait another hour and a half to eat. You asked if he was sure and if there was anything you could do to cheer him up. He said he just needed to finish his reports and then would be home.
Sure enough, at 8:15pm, Rafe’s headlights shine through the living room windows before parking in the garage. He walks through the front door, setting down his jacket and walking to give you a quick kiss before going upstairs to change.
“Mommy?” You turn to look at your 4 year old daughter, hugging her blanket by the staircase, “Is daddy mad at me?”
“What?” You crouch down to pick her up, “Of course he isn’t mad at you, baby. He’s just had a long day at work and needs a minute.”
Her eyes are filled with tears as she sniffles, trying to hold them back. She gives you a small nod and looks at the stairs where Rafe had disappeared.
“I’ll tell you what, give daddy a couple more minutes to change and then go up there and give him a big ole hug. He’ll like that.” You smile and Hayden quickly returns the smile.
A few minutes pass and Rafe hears a knock on the door. He pulls the tank over his head, “Come in?”
Rafe’s confused as to why you would knock to come in the shared bedroom but his eyes soften at the sight of his baby girl walking in.
“Hayden? Aren’t you supposed to be in bed?”
The little girl runs and throws herself onto her dad’s legs, squeezing them with every fiber in her being. He chuckles at the force, knowing Hayden has always been big on hugs and loving each other. He crouches down, picking her up and setting her in his lap as he seats himself on the bed.
“I wanted to give you a hug first, Daddy!”
Rafe can’t help but smile with tired eyes as he wraps his arms around her, “I would like that very much, sweetheart”
Also, I’m sorry I called the cops. I knew it. [giggles] I knew it, you bitch! [both laughing] I told you! You... you should’ve invited me. So you called the cops? Yes!
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