#rafe cameron x sofia

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Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Kook!fem!Reader

Warning: arguing, just a very short blurb that could potentially be a short series, not edited

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There was a party happening this afternoon, I didn’t know who’s it was but everyone knows I’m up for anything.

I got invited by Kelce, my first friend on the island. He taught me the in’s and out’s of the island, in his words I am basically a native now.

But all I know is Pogues and Kooks is a thing here. I’m still not used to it, not used to how Kooks looks down on Pogues.

Anyways, I had a busy day with helping my parents with some paperwork and meetings but I definitely needed a break from reading fine print.

I got ready for the party at Cannyhill? Someplace that ended in ‘hill’. I just knew it wasn’t that far, and that it was definitely a Kook party.

The sun was still beaming even though it was late afternoon, so I decided that shorts and a regular top was the way to go. People here dress differently for these types of parties, designer all around even though they know it’s going to be covered in vomit later on in the night.

I quickly grabbed my things, spraying myself with my signature scent, and left in my car that I always dreamt of when I was younger. 

I sped down the streets with the salty wind in my face as I followed the GPS to the address Kelce sent me. 

As I arrived, I immediately could tell the vibe of this party. It was Kook Central, filled with expensive jungle juice and collared shirts. The loud music was definitely found through social media, because they definitely did not grow up around trap music.

I parked my car on the side of the road for easy access if this party turns out a bust. I walked through the pathway and into the grassy lawn where everyone was at. The music was loud and so was people’s cheers once they saw me.

“Heyyy! Look who’s here!” Kelce and his friends crowded me.

“Finally got out of that damn office.” I joked to them as one of the girls handed me a red solo cup, which I accepted and chugged.

Everyone else waved at me and said their ‘hellos’. 

I began to walk around and talk to the others there, creating conversation about parents and the beach club. Normal “Kook” things I guess that’s what they call it here in the OBX.

“So yeah, my dad got me Hermes sandals from his trip to New York but I hated the color so I just gave them to some lady on the main land.” a random girl whined about to me and her boyfriend ignoring the repetitive story.

“Oh wow. That is so sweet of you.” sarcasm flowed out with my words as my smile didn’t drop once.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt.” Kelce apologized to the couple I was talking to as I pulled me away. “Forgot to introduce you to the host.”

“Lead me to it” I followed behind him as he led me throughout the house, up until I reached the balcony that looked over the party.

There was only a few people up here, exclusive, seemed like you needed to be on the guest list to be up above everyone else.

“Rafe.” Kelce hollered.

A tan and tall body turned towards me, his arm around a shorter girl. Once both of them turned around I was able to see who the girl was.

“Sofia.” I nodded towards her with a friendly smile, and she nodded back with a awkward one.

“Who are you?” Rafe snapped. 

First red flag, having an attitude in the first interaction.

“Y/N Y/L/N” I held out my hand with a smile, hoping to change his tone.

He scoffed and ignored my handshake.

“So what’s got everyone hooting and hollering for you?” he twisted his neck, arm falling off of Sofia’s shoulder.

“That’s a good question. It’s weird, people call me the Kook Queen? I’m new so I do-”

“Kook Queen?” he laughed out loud, clutching his chest as if he was going into a heart attack.

“I mean she basically is the Kook Queen.” Sofia said softly with a chuckle from beside Rafe, which earned a hard stare.

His face was in shock, his eyebrows furrowed, and neck tilted.

“Dude. Her like great great great grandfather-

“I am a descendant of founder of the Outerbanks. It’s nice to see that you guys know your history here.” I laughed to his face while lightly smacking Kelce’s shoulder.

“Hey! Kook Queen has arrived!” I heard from behind me.

“Barry!” I walked up to him to give a light hug.

“How the fuck do you know her?” Rafe asked harshly.

“Calm down Country Club, she lives at Corolla.” Barry laughs as his hand rested on my shoulder. “A lot has changed when you went on your little vacay.”

“Holy shit.” Rafe mumbled under his breath.

“Big ass house ain’t it. Rich ass mofos.” Barry clapped as he left to go back inside Tannyhill.

My head turned quickly at the shadow in the corner of my eye, Rafe’s shadow that was very quick and heavy.

He cleared his throat and bent down to my level. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. I’m Rafe Cameron.” he put on a fake friendly smile as his hand was reached out for me to shake.

I happily took his hand and shook it firmly. “Nice to finally meet you Mister Cameron, it seems we have a scheduled meeting coming up soon.” I gave him a smile and a pat on his back. His eyes seemed to almost bulge out of his skull.

[softspiderling]

hi lovely!! would you be open to writing something about rafe + sofia? i would love to see your take on them. maybe how they met, how they are with each other, or how she ends up in his bed?? or just to hear ur thoughts!! i love ur insta profiles tooo

wdym you want to hear my thoughts?😭 ILY!!!

okay, so what i'm thinking is: we know sofia works at the country club as a bartender, they clearly know each other judging by the way they were talking to each other at a party, and she knows him very superficially ("You'll come to it." "You don't even know me." "I know enough, Rafe. You're not like everyone else from the club with their golf shoes and their shiny watches.")

they probably know each other from the country club (we also see sofia pouring rafe a drink in 3x8) and he invited her to the party bc she's pretty (also bc he's a hypocrite bc he keeps going on about pogues and shit and sofia is clearly not a kook) and gives her a tour of the estate (before barry interrupts them). rafe tells sofia to meet him upstairs and they clearly hook up (she wakes up in his bed, in a shirt that looks boyish and very diff to the dress she was seen at the party in) and he seems pretty smitten when she wakes up and flirts with her.

but what i also want to point out is, sofia is not dumb. she knows that something is going on and she's probably heard the rumours about peterkin's death, she looks visibly worried/upset when she sees him tuck his gun into his waistband. he tries to play it off, tells her to feel free to hang out at his place

when we see her next, she's sleeping in the bed AGAIN while rafe is having a complete meltdown over sending an assassin after ward and when she wakes up, she's dressed in her work clothes and says "thank you for letting me crash".

sofia is also the first person who rafe opens up to (besides kie and sarah) (everyone who thinks that rafe/kiara will become a thing: wake up), and he opens up WILLINGLY. yes, he does hide details, wanting to seem likable, and she tells him what he needs to hear, so he can grow as a character. sofia is the first person who tells him he's a good person and that she believes in him and means it. how fucked up is that?

anyways long story short, i think they can set up sofia to be a pretty important character if they decide to bring fiona back. I really do like them together, the only thing i'd hate to see is if she only exists to better him, because that would be a waste of her character.

i hope this is what you meant when you said you wanted to hear me thoughts. also super sorry that this took so long, ily

[winterrrnight]

heyyy!! would it be possible for u to write a rafe and sofia fic??? about anything, I just think they’re such a cute pairing!!

ah thank you so much for the request anon! I love Rafe and Sofia very much, I hope we see a whole lot more of them is S4! This is just a little blurb for the two of them. I don't think I can't write a whole oneshot for them as of now as we don't know much about their relationship, but once we will, oh my god I will have so much stuff to write! Anyways, enough of the rant, I hope you like this and is what you wanted :)

pizza night

PAIRING: soft!rafe cameron x sofia

SUMMARY: rafe and sofia have a little home made pizza date night at tannyhill.

WARNINGS: Rafe is extremely soft and cheeky, fluffy fluff fluff + ignore any little grammatical/spelling mistakes!

EDITH SPEAKS: I definitely think I could've written this better, but I wasn't able to get too creative so I really really hope it is good. if you enjoy this please like and/or reblog, and as always feedback is highly appreciated 🩷🩵

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"A little bit more, a little bit more, just a little bit more- oh my god Rafe! Not that much!" Sofia screams, and Rafe just laughs. Sofia and Rafe decided to have a stay at home date where they'll make pizza together. Sofia thought it was going to be extremely fun, but she definitely didn't think this through. Rafe's an absolute wreck in the kitchen.

They both are trying to make the dough, and Sofia's instructing Rafe regarding the amount of water that needs to be added to the dry mix, but he added a little too much, and now it's spreading all over the counter and is dripping on the floor.

"I'm so sorry," Rafe says, laughter bubbling from his lips. He cannot take anything seriously, especially this specific moment. He looks up to see Sofia glaring at him, her lips in a pout and her nose all scrunched up. If anything, she looks even cuter than usual. "I'll clean it up," Rafe adds, grabbing onto some kitchen towels and quickly wiping all the water from the floor.

"Rafe, why don't you let me do it? You're already-" Sofia starts, but Rafe cuts in between.

"No, no let me make this, please?" Sofia sighs and gives in. She instructs him next to add in more flour to the watery mix on their counter, so as to increase the quantity of the dry mix and ratio it correctly with the wet mix.

Finally, the dough starts to look more like a dough and less like mud, and Rafe continues to knead it. Sofia can't help but notice at his biceps flexing through his sleeveless t shirt. Rafe feels her eyes all over him, and grins at the feeling while he continues to knead the dough.

"You can say they're hot, you know, you don't have to drool over them," He remarks, his eyes still on the dough. Sofia snaps from her daze and looks at Rafe grinning, and feels her cheeks heating up.

"Shut up," she says, smacking his arm, which makes him chuckle. Once the dough is done, they keep it aside for some time to proof.

As they're waiting for the dough to proof, Rafe walks up to Sofia and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. At his sudden movement Sofia clutches onto his shoulders, balancing herself. She feels herself going in a little haze when Rafe looks at her with the sweetest smile pulling his lips.

"Hey," Sofia whispers, Rafe's blue irises, speckled with the golden lighting of his kitchen, staring directly into hers.

"Hey," Rafe says back with the cheekiest smile, and he leans in to gently press his lips against hers. Sofia smiles into the kiss, her arms wrapped tightly around Rafe's neck, and her head resting against his chest exactly where his heart is.

"Why is your heartbeat so fast? Do I make you nervous?" Sofia says with a grin, as she pokes the side of his cheek.

"Yes, yes you do, I'll never deny that," Rafe smiles, as he leans in and nudges his nose against hers.

Rafe gets a bottle of wine and two glasses, and pours some wine for the both of them in it. They both sit next to each other on the kitchen counter and just continue to drink, talk and laugh.

Sofia's timer goes off, meaning their dough is done proofing. Rafe gets it out of the bowl and with Sofia's help, he starts to roll it out flatly.

"Hmmm, let me just..." Rafe mumbles, as he starts to shape the dough with his hands. Confused, Sofia watches him from the side working around with the dough. But she catches up soon enough; Rafe is making - or is trying to make - a heart out of the dough.

"Do ya like it?" He asks, some flour sprinkled on his face from his tedious activity of attempting to shape the dough. Sofia giggles at his sight and wipes off the flour off his face.

"Yes, I love it," she kisses his cheek and then hands him all the different toppings they both want to add.

After basically smothering the dough in sauce and cheese, and adding even more when Sofia told him it's too much, Rafe starts to pile on the toppings, calculating the placement of each topping carefully.

"Just put them anywhere you want to," Sofia says, leaning against the counter as she sips on her wine.

"Oh no, each topping needs to perfectly spaced from each other, no one wants to eat a messy looking pizza." He remarks, his eyebrows furrowed from how carefully he's thinking about the toppings.

Sofia only laughs and shakes his head at his reply, but continues to watch him with utter adoration. Once Rafe is done creating his artistic pizza, Sofia places it in the oven for baking, setting another timer.

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The timer goes off and Rafe opens the oven door, letting out all the steam first. Then, using an oven mitt he gets the tray out. The most beautiful pizza with a golden crust, melting cheese and a heavenly scent lies on the tray.

With a pizza cutter, Sofia cuts slices out of the heart shaped pizza, and gives one to Rafe and takes one for herself.

"Cheers," Rafe says, as he nudges Sofia's slice with his own. After carefully blowing on it, Sofia takes a big bite and turns around to look at Rafe with wide eyes.

"Wow, this is too good," She says, her voice muffled.

"Thank you baby, I told you I can cook," Rafe grins as he chews on his slice. "Does this mean you'll let me cook more meals for you?"

Sofia shakes her head. "If you're left alone in a kitchen, you can flood it, burn it down, and literally just, make the biggest mess ever. So, no. Appreciate the offer though." Sofia laughs at Rafe's face: agape as his eyes shine with disbelief.

"But the kitchen is totally fine today!" Rafe whines.

"That's because I was there supervising you. If it were only you, you would've flood it while just making the dough." Sofia pats his shoulder. "Baby steps Rafey, baby steps. Maybe one day I will let you make me a whole meal."

Rafe's eyes light up at Sofia's last words. "You will?" He says, hope in his speech.

"Mhm, yes I will," Sofia smiles, reaching up on her toes to wipe some sauce off his face, and then to press a kiss on his lips.

They both sit on the floor, with a new bottle of wine and Rafe's unexpectedly extremely delicious homemade pizza, as they laugh with each other, and talk about everything they can.

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IM IN LOVE WITH THEM!! 😍

[rafedaddy01]

Youve told rafe multiple times how hot it would be to wake up to him fucking you, so when you hear the soft words of your boyfriend above you and feel his hard cock pushing past your walls you shift awake.

“I want you to wake up and see how good your taking it, princess”

You open your groggy eyes to see Rafes disheveled hair, sweaty forehead, and his gold chain dangling in your face.

“There she is. Took you a while, I’ve already made you cum three times” he grins wide as he watches your face explode in pleasure.

“Rafe- s’too much!” You feel the overstimulation immediately. Your pussy throbbing, your core building at a fast tempo, and your skin feeling like it’s gonna burst.

“Stop being a brat, it’s only been 20 minutes since the last time you came” he gives you a particularly hard thrust and your head dips back as your eyes roll and your teeth sink into your bottom lip.

“Don’t close your mouth, let me hear those pretty sounds” he grips your cheeks in one hand, making your eyes meet his as he speeds up his thrusts. Your back arches, allowing him to get deeper, and a wave of moans escapes you. “There we go”

“Such a good girl” you hear his words and praise but it’s distant. The overstimulation making your body feel fuzzy as he continues his assault. You can’t help the wetness that seeps out of you, but you also want it to stop. You feel like you’re having an out of body experience from all the pleasure, it’s too much.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” rafe groans above you as his dick throbs and spurts of cum fill your poor, abused pussy.

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[fionaswifeyy]

this so rafe coded!!

Sofia would wake up from her nap with that message from Rafe and she would blush so much that her feet would kick with excitement just knowing that she and Rafe would spend the night together tonight.

[alienanonsposts]

✨ Rafe Cameron x Sofia Jamora ☀️🌺

[keyh0use]

season 4 Barry sends a strongly worded email to the country club & gets Sofia fired for fraternising with the patrons after catching wind of her flirting with Rafe

[whiteoakoak]

REBEL MOON from Netflix is soooo good i can't wait for part 2! 💗🫶🏻

Devra is soo hot

[sageandred]

I have no faith in the Outer Banks writers, but a rafebarry jealousy storyline would be so much more fulfilling than the predictable rich boy x poor girl, but poor girl turns out to be bad, possibly worse than the guy everyone's seen do heinous acts, that I just know obx will stick on me.

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Step Aside: 2

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Kook!Fem!Reader

Warnings: this is pretty long, does not follow OBX3 plot, arguing, slight trauma/ptsd?, not much here!

A/N: this is the house used in this fic…

You can read part 1 here!

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2 months ago

“Are you done packing?” My dad asked from the bottom of the stairs, his voice echoing throughout our now empty house that I spent my whole childhood in.

“Yeah! Taping up the last box!” I yelled down from my room that no longer had posters and the ugly out-of-style paint.

I carefully dragged the box to the stairs, letting it roll down to the bottom where my dad carried it into the rented Uhaul. 

This was it. This was the last time I would ever live here. I’ve said my goodbyes to all my friends, the workers at my favorite cafe, the local florist that I always buy from. 

A clean slate. At least that’s what my parents said when they told me that we were moving to the house of my great-great-great grandfather in North Carolina. 

I was lucky enough that moving didn’t disturb my life as much. I didn't have to transfer colleges, due to my parents teaching me what is needed to keep up our family business when the time comes. All my friends go to university out of state so we were already used to saying goodbye after every break. 

I was taught not to get attached to materialistic things, the house being one of them. I was told that I should just be grateful and blessed that we had a roof over our heads and that we are fortunate enough to not have to worry about financial stability. 

I stepped out of the house, closing and locking the door behind me. My eyes scan over all of the little memories that have been covered up by a new layer of paint to give it a fresh look for the new owners. 

My relaxed sad state was ended by the honks of my dad in the Uhaul, telling me to jump into the family car that my mom was using to follow behind my dad to our new estate.

The drive was long with many bathroom breaks and sleeps at truck stops. I’ve been keeping up with the news in the area we are going to be living in. I guess a lot of teens create lots of trouble there, a church set on fire, lots of fights, and more.

The roadtrip came to an end when we pulled up to the historical house of The Outerbanks. It was huge, way larger than our old house. This house screamed Old Money, private driveway, private beach, it was money.

I’ve done my fair share of research on our family history here in the Outerbanks. My stomach turned at the disgusting history, and also at the sight of the house that held so many bad memories for other families. 

“You can pick out your room” My mom tiredly said as she put the car in park.

I nodded and stepped out of the car with a stretch to loosen up my muscles. I walked into the house with wide eyes and uncomfortableness. I definitely needed to cleanse this house with incense or call a priest over. 

I walked up the many stairs of the three floor house. I learned that it was a nine bedroom house and that it has ten bathrooms. Who needs that many bathrooms?

I settled for the suite bedroom on the top floor with the wrap around balcony, but across the house from my parents. My new bedroom had many windows, it was huge and had a view of the pool and the beach from the balcony.

knock knock.

I turned to the door of my room, seeing my mom leaning on the frame.

“We have dinner with an old friend of ours and their family, your dad has some of your boxes by the door.” she said before leaving to get herself ready in their room.

After a couple hours of trying to get my heavy boxes up three floors and getting ready, I was finally done. I was told to dress nice for this occasion since it was at a nice restaurant, so I just had to breakout the basic neutral dress that goes with anything.

I hopped into the family car with my parents and we were off to the restaurant. 

“So when is my ca-”

“Your car is arriving in a couple of days and the rest of your furniture in arriving tomorrow so you’ll be sleeping on an air mattress.” my dad listed out as he drove in the sunset sky.

We pulled up the restaurant and met my parents old friends and their son.

“And this is our son Kelce.” his dad gripped him by his shoulders, holding him in front with a smile.

“Y/N.” I shook the boys had before we all sat down in our seats.

That's where it began. Kelce was the only friend at the time so his friends took me in. I partied at the Mase with Topper and their girl friends. 

Topper and Kelce quickly told me the difference between Kooks and Pogues, and how to stay away from the Cut unless I need some weed or coke. 

When they found out I was the descendant of the founder of OBX, the news spread like fire. Everyone started inviting my family to dinners to network, their kids invited me to parties. 

When I threw the first party at my house everyone was in shock by the size. They saw our cars in the garage, the multiple bedrooms and bathrooms, the massive fridge, and very aged wine. That’s when I was hailed the “Kook Queen”. 

I quickly found out that one of the teens missing from Kildare was Toppers ex and the rest were Pogues. This town never amazed me with their secrets and news.

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Present time

“Rafe Cameron huh?” I chuckled as I leaned into the bar.

Sofia playfully rolled her eyes at me. “It’s just a little play thing.” she whispered out as she shook another persons drink.

“Well I have a meeting with your little play thing and he is late.” I shook my head as I looked down at my watch.

“He’s a busy man.” she defended him.

“And there’s your busy play thing. Thank you Sof.” I sent her a smile as I placed down a 50 bill for just one drink.

Rafe walked towards me, a smile on his face as he saw Sofia working behind the bar. 

“Sofia, his drink is on my tab.” I told her before she put the bill into the till.

“Y/N.” he shook my hand firmly. “You don't have to.”

“It’s just business.” I nodded as Sofia placed Rafe's usual on the counter. “Shall we?”

He nodded and I led him to a secluded area of the outdoor seating. We both sat down away from the loud crowds.

“I got the word that the Cross of Santo Domingo is arriving tonight.” I spoke out as I crossed my legs and sat up straight.

His body tensed. “Where’d you get that information?” 

“Lets just say I do a lot of networking.” I smiled into my chilled glass.

“Okay okay. What is it you want?” he leaned into the table, sweat beading on his forehead.

“That is top secret. What we can discuss is price. I know your dad said t-”

“SH-” he jumped up out of his seat to cover my mouth with his palm. Everyones eyes were on us.

My hand went to his, pulling it off of my mouth. “It’s all good everyone, Rafe here just didn't like the joke I was saying.” I smiled to everyone and waved it off as they all went back to their own conversations. 

Rafe sat there with his leg bouncing and his hand rubbing the back of his neck. 

“I can see you’re not up for this conversation yet. How about we talk about it tonight?” I stood up and fixed my outfit. 

“Tonight?” he stood up in front of me, his body towering.

“You can have your boys bring it to my house at 9:30, party starts at 10. Then we can discuss in private.” I patted his shoulder and waved to Sofia in the distance.

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It wasn't hard getting the house ready for the party. My parents had rules set and everyone followed those rules.

Rule 1: Everyone stays by the pool or beach unless they have to use the bathroom

Rule 2: No wet, sandy, or muddy shoes in the house

Rule 3: No sex in the house (go further down the beach for that)

That was it. My parents were always having dinners with other parents, traveling for meetings, et cetera et cetera.

It was 9:30 and the planners just finished setting out all the booze and other fun stuff out on patio. I had the music blasting already while some of my other friends were already here to make sure things stay safe while I have my meeting.

The doorbell rang and I immediately went to open it. Barry and Rafe had a large crate on a dolly, you can tell how it was just the two of them because of their sweat and red faces.

I opened up the door wider and showed them to the office on the first floor. They set down the crate on the floor, about to open up the wood.

“Let’s not do that now.” I stopped them by getting hold of the crowbars.

They both looked at me confused and wondering why I didn't want to talk business.

“Have some fun first. Loosen up.” I grabbed both of their shoulders and walked them out of the office, making sure to lock the door.

“Okay we can do that.” Rafe nodded repeatedly. 

I walked in front of them as the two boys followed behind me. More and more people began to show up and started to dance and talk by the pool. Some already in the pool and drinks in hand.

The music was blasting and people were jumping into the pool at this point in the night.

“Here are the drink selections, but if you guys want anything special just like me know.” I went behind the bar and started to mix a drink for myself.

“Need some help?” a voice asked from next to me.

I turn and see Sofia out of her uniform and in a more relaxed outfit with her bathing suit under.

“No you just got off work, relax!” I smiled to her before pointing to the seat in front of the bar.

Rafe and her started talking while I went ahead and made Rafe a drink, Barry already nursing a beer. Once I was done, I poured Rafe's drink into a cup and pushed it towards him.

“A mai tai?” his eyebrows furrowed while he took a sip.

“You seem like a mai tai guy.” I said as I rounded towards the boys and Sofia. 

“It’s my go-to drink.” he hummed into the cup.

“How are you liking the OBX so far?” Sofia asked, her arm wrapped around Rafes middle.

“The people are okay, the views are beautiful though!” Sof and I laughed together. “We will be right back. I have business to discuss.”

“Wait I thought you guys already had a meeting earlier?” Sofia looked up to Rafe with her eyebrows now furrowed.

“Mr. Cameron keeping racking the price up, but we’ll be quick I promise!” I squeezed her arm before leading Rafe and Barry into the house again.

I locked the office door behind us, making sure nobody went and interrupted this meeting.

“Open in.” I handed the two boys their crowbars.

The wood cracked and the nails were released, a sheet of canvas cloth covering the artifact. I pulled away the cloth and revealed the beautiful gold cross, the gold and crystals shined bright.

“How’d you know my dad is alive?” Rafe snapped, his whole persona changing.

“I never said he was. From what I heard was that his dying wish was for the cross to be donated to a museum, but thank you for cleaning up my suspicion.” I smiled up at him as I crouched down to inspect the cross.

“Why am I meeting with you and not your dad?” he asked, Barry just stood quietly leaning against the desk.

“Wow Rafe, your misogyny is showing. Better hide that before Sofia see’s it.” I knew how to talk to guys who thought they were the shit, it was easy to put them in their place.

I stood back up almost chest to chest with him, his heavy breath fanned against my face. “You’re meeting with me because I am in charge of historical artifacts, my dad is takes care of historical landmarks, and my mom takes care of the science part of all this.”

His shoulders relaxed and he backed away. I motioned for both of them to sit in the two seats in front of the desk as I sat in the big girl chair.

“Why does your dad want to donate it?” I crossed my legs as I opened the drawer to find anything to use to inspect further.

“Because he is a good man and wants it to be seen by others.” Rafe spat out quickly, Barry chuckled beside him which he didn't like.

“Rafe. I am on your side here, I know a lot about you, your dad, your sisters, especially Sarah.” His body straightened up at the sound of his sisters name. “I just want the truth.”

“Are you with Singh?” his eyes were wide and his fists were clenched.

“Who the fuck is Singh?” my own eyes were wide and I looked at Barry to see if he knew what he was talking about but he was confused too.

“Ay don't look a’me” Barry put his hands up in defense.

“Dude, my family is just trying to make money from other rich people.” I pulled out files with profiles of my other buyers. “These people buy shit like this, just for shits and giggles.”

“How does this work?” he pointed between us.

“I have a client that wants to see it. If they buy it, and it’s a big if, then I get 30 percent and you get the rest.” I crossed my arms and leaned back into the leather chair.

“Who’s your client?”

“I can’t say.” 

“I need to know. I need to do a whole background check on them, see if they’re connected to Singh.” Rafe listed all of these things rushed.

“Again with Singh! Who even is that guy?” I sighed as I took a sip of my room temperature drink.

“You shouldn't be in this business. I shouldn’t have brought the cross here.” Rafe stood up and his hands ran all over his face.

Barry stood up also, not knowing what to do and how to deal with Rafe.

“Rafe, calm down.” I stood up and walked over to him, trying to see if he was just fucking around.

“Calm down?” He yelled out. His voice making me flinch back into Barrys chest, his hands keeping me up. “I saw him kill a man! Singh is dangerous, y-you can't be caught up in this.”

My eyes searched his face to see if he was lying.

“Singh held me hostage and almost killed me because of this!”

I knew he was telling the truth. Nobody would take it this far.

“It’s just a stupid cross.” I tried to smile to lighten up the mood.

“It’s more than a cross okay? Way more than a cross.” his fingers rubbed over his lips.

“Think about it. This cross is worth 1 billion dollars, if you two are splitting the price after my share, both of you would get 400 million.” I looked at both of them with hope in my eyes. “We can do background checks, anything to keep everyone safe.”

His body looked over the cross that laid in the wooden crate, the gears in his mind moving in many directions. 

“I want a full background check on your client, their family, their friends, old teachers and classmates, everything. Anything that connects to Singh, I want nothing to do with it.” he looked back at me with worried eyes, the winkles on between his brow showed his much stress he’s been through.

“Deal.” I held out my hand.

He fully turned to me and shook my hand firmly, his arm tugging my closer to him so his mouth was close to my ear. “I’d take every precaution. Watch your back and don't trust anyone.”

“You’re not the only one who’s dealt with crazy billionaires.” I smiled up at him as I let go of his hand and backed away. “Load it up and hide it.”

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[softspiderling]

to the anon who sent the ask about rafe + sofia, i am working on it! i spent the first hour crying bc you wanted to hear my thoughts (clearly i am craving smth)

to the anon who sent the friends to lovers request, i'm also working on it!!!! you didn't specify who it was for tho, so i'm still trying to decide who to write it for but i am leaning towards jj because i'm already doing a friends/fwb to lovers series with rafe

lots of love to both of you

[heartandflowerball]

I Should Hate You- Summary

(A Rafe and Sofia fanfiction)

Title inspired by Gracie Abrams' song "I Should Hate You".

Summary : When she was a child, Sofia was friends with many people. But her favorite friend was a blond boy. He was always kind and gentle with her. The only things that could go bad is that this boy was from the other side. The rich side. The kook side. They were too different but that didn't stopped him from caring for her. Unfortunately, growing up, they grew apart. It happens, it would happen anyway but it was painful for Sofia to see him being so different, so mean and obnoxious, like their friendship never happened , like she didn't exist. There was nothing that reattach her to the Outer Banks. This is why she went away for university but when the summer started, she went back. Because Outer Banks is her home. Because she sould hate him. She should.

Trigger Warning : Violence, fight, childhood traumatism, mental health, screaming, punching, FLUFF, FLUFF (Mention it to me if I forgot anything)

First chapter coming soon

(Do not steal my work please )

[rafedaddy01]

“I think we need to take a break”

That sentence alone killed Rafe, he never thought it would get this bad. I mean who is he kidding, he knew you two were having problems. Hell, he knew he was the problem. Constantly causing you stress and being a toxic person overall, he was always so negative and he knew you were fed up but he expected the two of you to work through your problems, not break up. He loved you.

The next morning Rafe wakes up angry. He misses you, goddamnit it how much he misses you. He hated himself for even allowing you to have the thought of this stupid break. He needs you. He’s gonna call you, he’ll fix this.

He tried your cell about 14 times until he finally decided to show up to your house. He’s banging on the door, yelling your name from outside the window, overall being a crazy person but he doesn’t care, he doesn’t see it that way. He thinks you’ll see this as a grand gesture. His way of saying he can’t live without you. He needs you.

You finally open the door, but the look on your face tells Rafe that you don’t see this as a grand gesture. In fact you look pissed off with him and for that he won’t stand. “Baby, I missed you. Can I please come in, we need to talk” he tries to push past the front door but you stop him. “Rafe.. we already talked. I said I needed a break. This isnt a healthy relationship. I mean look how your acting for god sakes! It hasn’t even been 24hours and your already acting like a crazy person.” Your trying to keep your composure, knowing how Rafe gets if he’s angered. “Rafe please just leave” your on the verge of tears.

You love Rafe, but you also know this relationship is bad for your mental health, and right now that’s the most important thing to you. But seeing how broken he looks as you tell him to leave almost makes you want to pull him inside and never let him go. But you can’t. You can’t let yourself fall into his trap. Whenever Rafe is around there is always problems, and you simply can’t take the stress of this relationship anymore. It’s time to let go.

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[fionaswifeyy]

i just lov fiona i mean LOOK AT HER ! the most cutie girl ive ever seen

[alphinias]

what are your theories for rafe and sofia?

Okay so first impression theory: I could see her being a clever/scrappy pogue with a rough life looking to get out of that situation by any means necessary. And I think she’s going to spot Rafe as someone who likes a certain kind of attention and she’s going to work him and try to either ride off of his richness or (my personal preference) pull one over on him and hit the road with some of his shit. Which I think would be absolutely hilarious.

If she’s not just trying to steal his shit I hope she’s just as crazy as he is. Like a Joe and Love situation. But I really hope it’s the first option because I think it would be a more interesting dynamic.