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10. “So…do you still hate Christmas?”

14. “Tis the season, I guess.”

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It was the Cameron’s annual Christmas Party at their luxurious home on the inter-coastal waterway. The entire home was lit up in warm white lights, large wreaths on each of the windows and a Christmas tree on each of the porches. Green wreaths hung over the doors and were wrapped around the large bannisters on the front of the home. Rose didn’t spare any expense, even hiring someone design and decorate the home.

Plenty of food and drinks lined the tables on the inside of the home. The inside of the home was decorated just as beautiful as the outside, matching with the garland, red bows, warm white lights and an overly large christmas tree in the middle of the foyer. 

And Rafe hated it. He hated Christmas. It was always full of fake parties and fake family gatherings. There was no Christmas spirit in the Cameron’s house. Most of the time after this large party the family was whisked away to the Caribbeans, Bahamas or even Hawaii one year only to return before the school year started back. 

It was your first Christmas together and when you’d brought up what his family traditions were one day over dinner as Christmas neared, you were surprised at the hostility toward Christmas Rafe gave off. He told you he hated it. Which broke your heart because it was your favorite holiday. 

Wearing a beautiful velvet red dress you arrived at the Cameron’s home close to party time, only to be greeted by the Cameron’s butler and no sign of Rafe. You frown as you make your way through the home, admiring the beautiful decorations. “Rafe?” 

You found him by the drinks, a small glass of whisky in his hand, “Hi,” You greeted with a smile. 

He returns the smile, taking in your beauty, “Wow. You look gorgeous.” He presses a soft kiss to your cheek taking note of your lipstick. 

“Rafe, the house is beautiful.” You gaze around the room, “Rose outdid herself.” 

Rafe hums in response, “You mean Jessica outdid herself. Rose had nothing to do with the decorations. She hired someone.” 

“Oh,” You frowned. It was a family tradition for you and your family to decorate the home together. There was no formality and most of the decorations didn’t match, but that’s what made it special. 

Rafe makes you a glass handing it to you and clinks his against yours, “Tis the season, I guess.” He throws back the rest of his drink, “god I fucking hate this holiday.”

You frown at his comment, your very own scrooge, and take a sip, “You know my family is decorating the house tomorrow, I’d love for you to come.” You place a hand on his arm as he leads you to the rest of the party outside on the terrace. 

“I really don’t like Christmas, y/n, you know that.” 

“But it’s my favorite holiday and I would love to spend it with you. Can’t you do that for me? We can bake Christmas cookies, decorate the tree, drive around to see lights- all of my family Christmas traditions!” 

Rafe sighs in defeat, seeing the glee in your eyes, “I’m only doing this for you. I want to make you happy.” 

You smile, “By the time Christmas is over, I guarantee it will be your favorite too.” 

“Don’t hold your breath, sweetheart.” 

~ 

It was finally Christmas morning at your home. Rafe had skipped the family trip, insisting he wanted to spend Christmas with you and your family and his family didn’t disagree.

A fire crackled in the fireplace. The tree is lit up and decorated with ornaments from your childhood. Christmas music played softly in the background and the smell of your mother’s famous Christmas breakfast lingered in the air. 

Rafe is sitting on the couch in his pjs, admiring his surroundings and taking it all in. A real family Christmas and his first. He’d experienced all of your family Christmas traditions and at first he was weary, only wanting to make you happy. There was no way he would turn around and actually like christmas after hating it all these years, but here he was sitting on the couch in matching PJs sad to see it all coming to an end. 

You enter the living room, two cups of steaming hot cocoa, whipped cream and a peppermint stick on top. 

Rafe smiles when he sees you, taking the cup from you, “thank you baby.” 

You carefully sit next to him, curling into his side as you sip the hot chocolate. You peek up at him, seeing the matching glee in his eyes. “So…do you still hate Christmas?”

He takes a sip of his hot chocolate, remnants of the whipped cream on his lip. It makes you giggle and you wipe it off with your finger. 

He holds you closer to him, gazing around at the living room, the presents surrounding Christmas tree and the stockings hung on the mantle, full of goodies. He eyes the one on the very end, you’d helped him pick it out. His very own Christmas stocking. 

His lips press softly against your temple as he mumbles against you, “You’ve made me love Christmas.” 

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Let’s play psycho killer-Rafe Cameron

A/n: I may have gotten this idea from scream, which I have not seen. I just know some bites and pieces from tik tok. And I thought Rafe would fit the psycho killer role since he killed people in OBX. Okay so I may have changed the idea up a little, but I hope you like it, I also used some scenes from Scream. So those scenes don't belong to me.

-Samantha

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I was just wondering the street because the pouges were getting on my nerves. So I decided to take a nice stroll around the town. I wasn't really paying attention to what's going on around me since my thoughts were all over the place. My brain snapped me back to reality when I heard someone. I could feel like I was being watched, which made my stomach turn. I was really debating on calling one of the guys to come pick me up, but before I could grab my phone from my pocket I felt a hand grab me from behind. I let out a scream, but a hand covered my mouth.

" Shh! It's just me." The person said

I got super confused. " Rafe?" I whispered against the hand

He took his hand away and stepped back a little so I turned to face him. I smacked his chest and said..." Don't scare me like that."

He apologized immediately. " Um, can we hang out?" I smiled and nodded. We then started walking to his house to hangout.

Rafe's POV

I didn't want to seem suspicious around her because I wanted to pull a scary prank on her. I wanted to make her panic, I guess because I like the thrill when it comes to that stuff.

We were walking up my driveway when Y/n turned to me. I stopped walking and looked at her to continue. " Um, why did you want to hang out all of a sudden?" I took one glance at her before looking down at my hands. " I don't know. Sarah always tells me how much fun she has with you, so I guess I wanted to see what all the hype is about." She gently touched my hadn't and when I looked up she had a smile on her face. " Well then come on. Let's hang out."I let out a chuckle and grabbed her hand to pull her inside. I heard her let out a laugh due to me pulling her to my room.

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We were in the middle of watching Scream and she was so invested in the movie. All I could really do was watch her expressions. She's only jumped once, so I don't know if anything scares her.

"Does anything scare you?" I said

It took her some time to answer, but she then asked, " Why?" while still having her eyes on the screen. I just shook my head at her just for being so interested in Billy. I decided to go grab a drink. " Hey, you want something since I'm going to the kitchen."

She just shook her head. I let out a chuckle while heading for the door. I texted Topper to come help me with the plan, to scare Y/n.

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I let Topper in and he put on the ghost costume. I almost let out a laugh, but didn't. Topper then hid in the closet of the kitchen. I ran outside under my bedroom balcony.

Your POV

I was at the part of the movie where Sidney gets the phone call when my phone rang. I didn't think anything of it, so I answered.

" Hello, Y/n." a deep voice said

" Um, hi, who is this?" I asked confused

" You tell me." they said

I got even more confused, " Well I have no idea. You're the one who called me."

They just let out a chuckle " Scary night, with all the murders and all right out of a horror movie or something."

I let out a giggle. " Rafe, you gave yourself away. Are you calling me from the kitchen, if so can you get me a drink please."

I then heard the line I was all too familiar with..." Do you like scary movies Y/n?"

" Come on Rafe, this isn't funny anymore. You know I'm watching a movie, so knock it off will ya." I said getting slightly terrified

" What's your favorite scary movie?" they asked

" Oh come on, you already know the answer to that."

" Are you alone in the house?" they questioned

I let out a shaky breath. " Come on Rafe seriously knock it off."

They get annoyed and say..." Maybe that's because I'm not Rafe." I pulled my legs closer to my body and asked..." So, then who are you?" They again let out a deep chuckle. " The question isn't who are you? The question is where am I?"

I was starting to get freaked out now, and I wasn't even paying attention to the movie anymore. " So, where are you?"

" The balcony in this room."

I jumped to look and saw nobody there." Why would you be on the balcony?"

" That's the original part." they said back

I got up slowly to double check the balcony. " Oh, yea. Well I'm calling you bluff cause I don't see you anywhere. So where are you?"

" Right behind you." They whispered

I turned around like lightening, but she nothing. " Nice try Rafe, now come back upstairs. Bye now." I was going to hang up until this person shouted. " If you hang up now you die like the people in your movies you watch. You don't want to die to Y/n? Those girls sure didn't in these movies."

I was shaking so much that my hands dropped my phone. I didn't care all I want to do was run to Rafe. I ran downstairs to head to the kitchen when I saw the famous ghost face. I tried to act tuff and ask..." Oh, you wanna play psycho killer?" ghost face nodded. I took a shaky breath and asked..." Can I be the helpless victim?" They nodded again. " Okay let's see..." I took a pause and then said...

" No! Please don't kill me Mr. Ghost face. I wanna be in the sequel."

He then came running up to me which made me turn and sprint back upstairs. Before I could run into the bedroom I slammed into a hard chest. I looked up to see Rafe. " Rafe, th..th..there's a killer right there." I strutted, turning to point behind me, but saw Topper. I looked back between the two. " Why? What?" I asked confused

Rafe's POV

Seeing her confused and scared is so funny to me. I went to out a hand on her arm, but she moved it and said..." Don't touch me! You knew I was watching Scream!" I just put my hands up and let out a chuckle. I could tell she was getting irritated. She gave us both glares before walking downstairs to my front door.

" Wait Y/n! We are sorry okay. Don't leave." I shouted running after her

All she did was hold up her middle finger and continued to walk back to the cut.

Your POV

I'm normally able to handle the dark, but after what just happened I was getting super paranoid. I mentally cursed myself out for leaving my phone on the floor of Rafe's bedroom.

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It took me about 15 mins to get to the Chateau. So when I walked inside the first person I saw was JJ. I didn't say one word to him, but just made my way to lie next to him. He automatically just ran his fingers through my hair. " You want to talk about it?" he whispered

" No." I said softly

He didn't respond and just continued to untangle my hair.

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I hope you all like this one. I was suppose to give this to you on Halloween, but I just didn't have time for it, so I'm going to give it to you right now. And I do apologize for it, but I think this is really good.

-Samantha

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Kook Island

Hello everyone, this is my first Tumblr fic, so please let me know what you think. Thanks!

warnings: abusive and controlling behavior, light drug use, creepy behavior, possessive behavior, financial abuse, and manipulation

word count: 1103

summary: A night out with your boyfriend Rafe Cameron ends with a chilling confrontation

Rafe Cameron, king of the Kooks, was staring me down. Ocean eyes follow each movement, no matter how small. Waiting patiently for me to get off of the couch and acknowledge him. I can feel his impatience grow with each second that I stubbornly decide not to leave my perch. I wouldn’t give in. No matter how much he willed me to do so. If I were going to be sent to hell, I might as well enjoy the ride. 

Looking at Rafe for the first time since arriving, I lean down and snort the white power in a clean line on the small silver tray in front of me. I’ve never done coke before and aren't ready for the burning sensation that follows, but I refused to let it show on my face. Before my head is fully raised from the tray, I feel a hand on my arm harshly pulling me up from the couch. 

“What the hell, Rafe. Let me go!” Rafe’s grip around my arm tightens so much that I swear he cuts off the circulation in my arm. “I said let go you je-.” “If you know whats best for you then you’ll keep your dumb mouth shut. I’m already struggling not to put you over my knee right here and now,” Rafe says while briefly turning back and glaring at me. Rafe drags me to his truck and without hesitation puts me in and buckles my seatbelt before heading over to the driver’s side and getting in the truck himself. He drives fast, but I never feel like he’s out of control. I peer over and see his hands tightly grabbing the steering wheel. I slowly exhale before laying my face against the window and enjoying the cool escape the glass provides. “You’re seriously ruining my high,” I announce. “Serves you right for putting that disgusting shit in your body and disobeying me. And trust me, that’s the least of your issues,” he says quietly. Rafe is never quiet. He’s loud and aggressive. Barely able to stop himself from blowing up at a moment's notice. His up and down moods never fazed me for long. It’s one part of being Rafe’s girlfriend. 

However, tonight Rafe has been calm and collected. A silent storm behind his eyes that he’s refused to let go. A night that started off with us dancing and embracing each other quickly turned to chaos when JJ, a former friend, and some other Pogues showed up at the Midsomer party. JJ had seen me first and quickly approached, but before I was able to say anything, Rafe quickly pulled me behind him and stared JJ down. The fight that followed had blown my mood for the rest of the night. 

“So it’s disgusting when I do it, but not when you get so high that you barely know where to piss at,” I snapped back. I’m pushing him. I know that, but I was sick of him controlling everything I do. This dress is too short. I talked to this friend for too long. I didn’t say “I love you” before leaving for school. It never ended with Rafe, and I was exhausted. He wanted me to be someone that I’m not and to have feelings that I simply didn’t.

No matter how much Rafe wanted to deny it, you were a Pogue. You had grown up in the Cut, and your parents didn’t drive fancy cars and, at times, they couldn’t even afford their bills. However, you were happy especially when you were around JJ. Something that Rafe would rather kill himself and you than admit. 

“You’re mine. The quicker you learn that, the better,” Rafe said while gripping the steering wheeling even tighter. I didn’t respond and simply continued to stare out the window. There was no point in responding. He was ready to fight, and I just wanted to sleep. To escape the weight that sometimes sat on my heart when I was with Rafe. I’m sure that I love him, but his need to control me was too intense. His eyes never left me, his hands never stopped reaching for me, and his rules always had to be followed.

We pulled into the Cameron driveway, and Rafe stopped the truck. I hadn’t even realized that he had gotten out of the car until he was opening my door. He looked at me for a second before undoing my seatbelt and gently pulling me out of the truck. He held me for a second. Warm large hands on my waist before gently caressing my face. “I love so much it hurts,” he said while staring into my eyes. Before I could respond, he leaned down and kissed me. It was sweet and gentle but also possessive. He wanted to remind me once again that he was into control.

I was the first to pull away, but Rafe didn’t let go of me. “Never again,” he whispered. I looked at him quizzically. “What?” I whispered. My lips were still buzzing with excitement. “He’ll never see you again. You’re mine. Not his. Don’t make me show him,” he said while staring me down. “He’s my friend. Nothing more. I owe hi-.” “You OWE him nothing,” Rafe said while tightening his hold on my waist and slightly pulling me closer. “It’s JJ. He’s one of my best friends. He deserves to know why I don’t see him anymore. Why I don’t see any of them anymore,” I whispered while staring at his hand on my waist. “Why can’t you behave. I do everything for you. I pay your bills. Your parents’ too. I’ve helped you get into your top school, and I love you more than anyone could. What could that dirty Pogue give you that I can’t?” he asked with his eyes refusing to leave mine. I slowly exhale and take a step back. “He’s not a dirty Pogue, and I know that you take care of me. You won’t let me forget.” I said quietly. This fight was getting old. I know that Rafe saved my family and I. Without him we would’ve been evicted and homeless after my dad lost his job. It was like the universe knew that I needed someone, anyone’s help, and Rafe provided that. 

Suddenly, I was pushed against Rafe’s truck with his large hand on the back of my head. “Never forget who saved you and who can ruin you. It’d be too easy,” Rafe said before leaning down in my face. “I will destroy you first if it’ll make you realize who you belong to.”

[poltoreveur]

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

[l0velysmut]

family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

[l0caltiredgirl]

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— JJ MAYBANK

reverse cowgirl with jj outside

jj sucking and admiring your tits

dom!jj spanking you

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doggystyle with best friend!jj

jj showing you how strong he is

riding roommate!jj in your room

jj fucking you while you’re wearing his shirt

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— RAFE CAMERON

missionary with boyfriend!rafe

ghostface!rafe sneaking into your room and fucking you

dom!rafe punishing you

rafe eating you out after a stressful day

morning sex with rafe

enemy!rafe fingering and choking you

shower sex with rafe

rafe fucking you on his yacht

study sessions with best friend!rafe

rafe admiring your body

riding rafe in his truck

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Pregnant | Rafe Cameron x Maybank!reader *2 different endings below

Requested by anon / Summary: You’re pregnant with Rafe Cameron’s child. 

A/N: so there is two alternate endings to this because I couldn’t chose which way to go. 

Also, I got halfway done with writing this before something happened to my computer and it deleted it all :( so I had to rewrite and honestly the first was better than this one and I completely lost my mojo.

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You knock on the large front door of tannyhill, shaking with nerves. You knew you weren’t supposed to be here. That was one of the rules for you and Rafe. You two were NOT allowed to show up at each other’s houses. You two had been dating for about 3 months and so far, had kept it under lock and key. How did the two of you, complete opposites come together? Well, that’s for another day.

Rafe answered the door with an annoyed look on his face, not expecting you, “What the hell are you doing here?” His eyes searched behind you for anyone who could have seen you. He didn’t even give you a chance to respond before he grabbed your arm, yanking you inside and shutting the door behind you.

 “Rafe-okay ouch-”

He led you upstairs to his room and shut the door behind him, “You’re lucky my family went out on the boat today.” 

You were nervous and sure your face had showed it, “Rafe I-”

He frowns at the look on your face, noticeably something was bothering you, “What’s wrong?” He leads you to the bed and sits you down, bending down in front of you, “Talk to me, baby.” He lays his hand softly on your knee. 

Your hand shakes as you pull it from your pocket, handing it to him. Your eyes swell with tears, waiting for the blow up. 

He slowly stands as he stares at the stick in his hand, “Um..” 

“Rafe..” 

“This is fucking positive.” His eyes meet yours, his hand holding the stick shaking. 

“I know-” You stand as he throws the stick on the bed, running his hands through his hair. You were pregnant. With his child. His mind couldn’t wrap around the new information; this new life changing, life altering information. He couldn’t be a father. Not right now. He could barely even take care of himself. 

“Rafe, what are we going to do?” Your bottom lip trembles as you fiddle nervously with your hands. You’re looking to him for answers, for a life saver, and he knows it. But right now he doesn’t have the answers.  

“I can not be a father.” He looks to you and stares at you with fear in his eyes, “I can’t do it, y/n. I’m not ready.” 

“You think I am? I’m not ready either.” 

“Shit.” He curses sitting down and putting his head in his hands, “fuck fuck fuck!” You slowly sit next to him, silent as you let him mule over the news. You stare at your hands in your hands. How would the two of you do this if no one even knows about you? 

“Okay.” He takes a deep breath and turns to face you, he can see you’re scared. His face mirrors yours, “We’re gonna make this work, alright?” He takes his hands in yours, “We will.” 

It felt like a weight had been lifted off you. Rafe knew that’s what you needed to hear, “I’m sorry,” You let out a sob as every emotion comes to the surface. You were terrified. 

“oh baby.” He sighs softly, taking you into his arms, “Don’t say you’re sorry. This wasn’t your fault.” 

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You’d gone to your first doctor’s appointment and did get the confirmation you were pregnant. Now, it was time to face the pogues and the wrath of your big brother.

“You realize he is going to kill me right?” Rafe asks as he drives down the driveway toward the chateau. 

“Oh yeah. Definitely.” You nod and he gives you a look, making you laugh, “Look don’t worry, just hide behind me, he won’t hurt his pregnant little sister.” 

He chuckles with a shake of his head, “Yes, hide behind the pregnant girl. Brownie points for taking it like a man.” 

You shrug, munching on the chips in your hand, “I’m just saying. It’s always a back up.” 

He puts the truck in park and exits the vehicle. As he rounds the truck to open your door, the rest of the pogues are exiting the chateau, wondering what the hell was Rafe Cameron doing here. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” JJ yells out to Rafe. 

You step out of the truck. 

“And with my sister?” 

Rafe lays a hand on your lower back as the two of you approach the pogues, “Long story short, Rafe and I are dating. Have been for 3 months.” You nonchalantly walk passed them and to the front porch, taking a seat on the couch. 

“okay woah!,” JJ follows you. 

“What the hell is going on.” Kie says. 

“did she just say dating?” Pope asks. 

“You think you can just walk past me with that info like it’s nothing?” JJ asks, stepping up on the porch. 

“yup.” You nod, pulling Rafe down next to you. His arm goes behind you on the top of the couch. 

JJ holds his hands out, “okay. What the fuck!” 

You lean forward, “JJ do I need to speak slowly like we were when we were kids?” 

JJ narrows his eyes at you, “No smart ass. I heard you. I just can’t comprehend the actual information.” 

“Well comprehend it. We’ve been dating for 3 months.” You decide to let them get comfortable with the new information first before throwing the pregnancy in there. 

“So, this changes the whole group dynamics.” Pope says. 

“You do realize he’s been a dick to us for years right?” Kie asks, “Like tormented all of us?” 

“Yes and when did it stop?” You ask. You can see they all are thinking back. 

“3.. months ago.” John B states, realization hitting him. 

“I was a child back then. I was stupid and immature and I’m sorry.” Rafe apologizes, earning scoffs from the group. 

“Come on guys he’s trying.” You sigh, “You’re gonna have to get use to him. He isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.” 

“Yeah right.” Kie says, “You can’t tell me you’re gonna go out and get married and be together forever.” 

“He’ll eventually break up with you and we’ll be back to the usual torture.” JJ states. 

“no he won’t.” You look to Rafe and he gives a nod. 

“why are you so confident?” Pope asks, “There is a 90 % chance these fools are right. He’ll probably drop you in a week now that we know the two of you are dating.” 

You slip the ultrasound photos out of your pocket, “I know because I am now carrying his baby.” You let the photos unfold in front of you and watch as everyone’s eyes widen. 

JJ’s face turns red with anger, “Oh hell no!”

~ Second Alternate Fic/Ending? ~

You knock on the large front door of tannyhill, shaking with nerves. You knew you weren’t supposed to be here. That was one of the rules for you and Rafe. You two were NOT allowed to show up at each other’s houses. You two had been dating for about 3 months and so far, had kept it under lock and key. How did the two of you, complete opposites come together? Well, that’s for another day.

Rafe answered the door with an annoyed look on his face, not expecting you, “What the hell are you doing here?” His eyes searched behind you for anyone who could have seen you. He didn’t even give you a chance to respond before he grabbed your arm, yanking you inside and shutting the door behind you.

 “Rafe-okay ouch-”

He led you upstairs to his room and shut the door behind him, “You’re lucky my family went out on the boat today.” 

You were nervous and sure your face had showed it, “Rafe I-”

He frowns at the look on your face, noticeably something was bothering you, “What’s wrong?” He leads you to the bed and sits you down, bending down in front of you, “Talk to me, baby.” He lays his hand softly on your knee. 

Your hand shakes as you pull it from your pocket, handing it to him. Your eyes swell with tears, waiting for the blow up. He slowly stands as he stares at the stick in his hand, “Um..” 

“Rafe..” 

“This is fucking positive.” His eyes meet yours, his hand holding the stick shaking. 

“I know-” You stand as he throws the stick on the bed, running his hands through his hair. You were pregnant. With his child. His mind couldn’t wrap around the new information; this new life changing, life altering information. He couldn’t be a father. Not right now. He could barely even take care of himself. 

“Rafe, what are we going to do?” Your bottom lip trembles as you fiddle nervously with your hands. You’re looking to him for answers, for a life saver, and he knows it. But right now he doesn’t have the answers. 

“I can not be a father.” He looks to you and stares at you with fear in his eyes, “I can’t do it, y/n. I’m not ready.” 

“You think I am? I’m not ready either.” 

“No one even knows we’re together.” His mind starts running with ideas, ones his only terrified mind would think of. “That.” He points to your belly, “Is not mine.” He nods, not thinking rationally. 

You’d felt like he’d just hit you in the gut as you realize what is happening to you; what he is going to do. “You can’t be serious..” 

“Oh,” He smiles a little, “I’m serious. You got pregnant from someone on your side of the island. No one would even believe you if you said me.” This is how he keeps his record clean, how he doesn’t have to become a father. 

You couldn’t believe this was happening. Your whole world landed on your shoulders. This wasn’t the Rafe you’d come to know. This was the Rafe everyone else knew. “Rafe you can’t just abandon me. This is your baby and you know it.” 

He shrugs and falls on his bed in a lounging position, shutting down the entire conversation. 

You felt you were in a daze as you made your way out of the marble home and down the road toward the cut. You could feel your heart breaking with every step you took. How could he do this? This wasn’t him or the reaction you were expecting. He’d changed and he’d shown it to you. 

Your hands shake as you pull your phone out of your pocket, dialing the person you knew you could count on.

 “hey little sis,” JJ answered with a cheery voice. Any other time it would have put a smile on your face but as soon as you heard it, the wall broke and the sobs took over. 

~ 

JJ shut the door to the spare room at the Chateau, the rest of the pogues waiting in the living room for him. He’d shown up with the rest of the pogues and brought your broken self back to the chateau. You’d crawled into bed and cried, finally spilling the beans and telling him everything about you and Rafe. 

You actually couldn’t believe how calm he was. It scared you. He sat next to you on the bed and listened, holding in every emotion he had. Especially the urge to kill rafe himself. He knew he needed to be there for you more than anything now.

“Is she ok?” John B asks. 

“What happened?” Kie asks. 

JJ sits in the chair running his hands through his blond hair, “She.. uh..” He looks up to his friends, “She’s pregnant.” His friends mouths drop open, “What?”

“No,” He chuckles, “get this.” He stands laughing again in disbelief, “It’s Rafe Cameron’s.” 

~

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[rafeysdoll]

Bsf Rafe convincing reader that it’s normal to hump on him through his pants cus his just helping out a friend!! Plus y’all are wearing clothes

wanna state since i know im gonna receive hate lol— that reader does know what sex/sexual things are!! hence why she’s also able to tell rafe she’s horny in the first place. i’m not writing a reader that doesn’t know what sexual things are, she clearly does lol

“w-we’re fine, okay? fine. almost all close friends do this. ‘ts completely normal,” rafe nudges, squeezing your bum lightly as you continue dragging yourself back and forth. tiny gasps and whimpers echoing through the room. “it’s not like we’re having sex, you still got your panties on.” your best friend states rather obviously, tugging on the straps of your lacy, sticky underwear.

“promise.. promise nothing’s gonna change?” you mewl, dry humping his bulge, hands placed on rafe’s chest for support. “i promise, just wanna help you.. said you were horny right? it’s uh… a good thing you came to me. other guys would just — just be ruthless on you, y’know? use you and shit.”

you hum, still rubbing your clothed cunt against him, the roughness of his pants making you flustered and barely able to grasp any real attention for what he's talking about. “feels good, rafey.”

“yea, i know, can go faster than that though baby come on.” he urges, placing his hands on your waist and helping you move at a faster speed, groaning at the friction.

he had half a mind to just rip you both out of your clothes and pound you into your bed, tell you he couldn't help himself as ruts inside your hole.

but he clenches his fist and holds back. what a gentleman.

“yeah there you go, feels even better now dont it?” “so, soo much better.. you- you always know what's best, rafey." you mewl, letting out the prettiest noises as you keep on your movements, rafe’s cock jumping underneath the fabric.

“why.. why dont you come and give me a kiss? for thanks?” he questions, puckering his lips slightly. when you freeze just a bit, rafe catches on and helps you rub against him again, quickly sending you back into your haze.

“o..okay,” you whisper, leaning forward to give a him a wet kiss, somehow even more nervous at your locked lips than how you were humping him like you would a pillow.

but it was so sweet, his surprisingly soft lips against your glittery ones.

who could blame you for letting this happen a few more times? you were best friends, after all — you did everything together.

[sageworld]

there’s just something about bestfriend!rafe who’s just obsessed with your boobs…

“stop it, rafey.” you giggle, making it look not purposeful when you bend over, pushing your plush ass into him in a weak attempt to get him away.

“come on, sweetness just one picture.” he begged. you and rafe had gotten pretty fucked up last night at toppers, resulting in you just sleeping at his house in whatever you had left there. “fine, but you can’t show anyone.” you pretend to be annoyed, but rafe can see right through it.

you were always weak when it came to rafe, always giving into his needs. he wanted a beer at the party? you were coming back within minutes. he wanted a blow job? you bet your fat lips were wrapped around his cock the second you got alone. you knew it was wrong, he was your bestfriend and many times you scared off his girlfriends and vice versa. the two of you constantly fucked like bunnies no matter what the conditions were.

“deal.” rafe smiled pulling down your top, exposing both of your large breasts he had grown to love so much. “there’s my girls.” rafe smiled and bent down to kiss both of your hard nipples.

“just one rafey.” you pulled one tit back into the top as rafe sat his phone up, muttering something about boring. “well if i’m so boring you can just never see them again” you tease, attempting to pull your other boob back into your top. “no no no no i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it, one is great.” rafe yanked the top down.

you pose into the camera, one of rafe’s large hands covering your exposed boob, giving it a nice squeeze. “you’re like a little sex doll.” rafe says randomly. “what?” you laugh, after the photos taken, pulling away from him. “i don’t know you’re just like a sex doll, you look like one.” he somewhat chuckles towards the end, pulling your top down to expose your other breast again.

“thanks? i guess.” you embrace rafes new hold on you with a giggle. both hands grabbing handfuls of your ass, as he leans down to suck your nipples.

just know he made that picture his lock screen.

[rafescurtainbangz]

I'm just a girl 💕

[sleepyangelkami]

smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

[l0caltiredgirl]

me @ y/n when they do something i’d never do:

like babe this isn’t us ?? get it together