#topper is lowkey underrated

[rafesveryrealgf]

Two’s better than one | chapter 3

Rafe x reader | Topper x reader

Warnings: NON CANON, curse words, sexual innuendos, cheating, toxic!topper, alcohol, arguing, toxic relationship, slight smut, lowkey toxic!reader

Synopsis: you might’ve fallen for your boyfriends bestfriend

You and Topper were in his truck on your way to Kelce’s house party. Toppers hand grazed your inner thigh while his other hand held onto the wheel.

“So how’d you hear about Kelce’s party anyway?” He wondered. His hand still slowly rubbing your thigh up and down.

You honestly didn’t know what to say. You could’ve easily said Kelce told you, but one talk with Kelce and that would’ve been proven to be a lie. You could’ve told the truth and said that Rafe had told you, but that would’ve left too many questions lingering in his mind so, you just told him one of your friends told you.

I’m sure Topper thought it was a bit suspicious that you’d found out Kelce was having a party before him, his best friend, found out. But if he had thought it was suspicious he kept that thought to himself.

After he replied with a nod, then, a dragged out ‘ah,’ it was quiet for a second. The only thing making a sound was the turned down music playing on the radio.

Once Topper reached Kelce’s house, and parked his truck you both hopped out, walking hand in hand up to Kelce’s front door.

You both immediately saw Rafe and Kelce playing pool in the middle of the living room, so, Topper made his way over to his best friends with his arm now slung over your shoulder while yours rested around his waist.

You and Topper were still a few feet away when Rafe looked up at you, briefly, with an even face, then looked back down, before taking a shot at the billiard ball making it into the small hole.

“Yo, you guys wanna join in?” Kelce said, waving over you and Topper.

You looked up at Topper and he looked down at you, both silently questioning what the other one wanted to do.

Topper looked back up at Kelce and Rafe and nodded.

“Uh. Yeah, yeah. Sure.” Topper said, removing his arm from off your shoulder.

You crossed your arms and walked closer to the pool table. “I kinda suck at this shit.”

“You’ll be alright once you get the hang of it.” Kelce reassured you.

“So, we’re just gonna start a brand new game for them?” Rafe questioned. His voice sounding quite annoyed.

“Dude, it’s not a big deal.” Kelce said, leaning up from his missed shot.

“We can wait,” You blurted. “Til’ the next game, if you want.”

To be fair, you didn’t want to play at all.

Rafe looked at you and rolled his eyes, taking the pool stick from Kelce, and walking over to you.

“Nah, we’re already starting,” he said, handing the pool stick to you. “And you’re going first.” He smirked.

“C’mon.” He continued.

Topper and Kelce stared at you both, more than likely noticing the weird tension between you two.

What game was Rafe playing at? First he was so annoyed that you and Topper were joining in on the game, and now he sounded almost eager for you to play.

You guys had been playing pool for about twenty minutes and sadly you still weren’t getting the hang of it.

“I’m gonna get a drink,” Topper said, turning away from the pool table, making his way towards the kitchen. “You guys want anything?”

“Nah,” Rafe drawled. “I’m good” he watched you from the couch as you struggled some more playing pool.

You rolled your eyes when you realized Rafe was entertained by your lack of knowledge of the game.

Topper was now gone, and Kelce had followed.

“Jesus Christ,” Rafe said, standing up from the couch. “Let me help you.”

“No I got-,” he cut you off by standing behind you and bending you over the table to get a good shot at the ball.

“Now, look,” he grabbed your hands and placed them on the stick the correct way. “Keep your hands right there, and your fingers like that, okay?” He stood up.

You nodded still bending over the table, getting ready to take your shot.

The position Rafe had you in was awkward, to say the least. And as you took your shot that was the only thing you could think about.

Topper came back shortly with drinks, handing you one even though you hadn’t asked for one.

“Thank you.” You said, giving him a smile as you grabbed the red solo cup.

“Who’s turn is it?” Kelce questioned.

An hour had passed and the group had went their separate ways. You and Topper made your way into the pool, and Kelce and Rafe had wandered off somewhere else. You had a few more drinks, and so did Topper.

You were now sitting on Toppers lap in the pool, swaying to the music that was coming from inside the house, but loud enough for you to hear outside.

“How am I getting home?” You said wrapping your arms around your boyfriends neck.

“Might have to stay the night here.” He said, giving a light chuckle.

He looked down at your lips before pecking them.

“You know I can’t miss curfew, Top.”

If you were any less drunk than you were right now, you would’ve been freaking out about missing curfew.

“Stop stressing,” he kissed you again, this time, deepening this kiss.

You kissed back at first then got pulled away once you got pulled back into reality. “No, I’m serious, Top. You know how my parents are.”

“I’m serious too. Stop stressing.” He attempted to kiss you again, while sliding his hands in your bikini bottoms.

You slapped his hand away and removed yourself from his lap.

“This is why, I can’t stand you sometimes.” You swam to the steps and made your way out of the pool, looking over your shoulder to see Toppers parted lips and annoyed expression.

As you made your way inside, you found Rafe, who was busy talking to a blonde girl that you had seen around school a few times before.

You made your way over to him. His attention automatically shifted away from the blonde and over to you when he saw in your face that you were annoyed.

“Can you take me home?” You said, finding yourself getting even more frustrated by the minute. “Please?”

“Top ditch you again?” He grinned.

You rolled your eyes, turning away from Rafe.

You had no idea how you were getting home before curfew and you had no time for Rafe’s annoying remarks.

He jolted after you, putting both hands on your shoulders and turning you around.

“Hey, hey, I’m joking. C’mon.” he said.

You both walked until you reached his familiar black truck.

You murmured a ‘thank you’ when he opened the passenger door for you.

The ride was silent as you leaned your head on the window with your arms crossed over your chest.

“Wanna tell me what happened or..?” Rafe finally spoke, breaking the silence.

You leaned up a bit, eyeing him, silently, as he looked over at you then back at the road a few times.

When he got no response he just nodded. “That’s okay.”

It was silent again.

“I feel like he just wants to get in my pants, you know?” You whispered. “I tell him I have to be home and he just brushes it off. Knowing if I were to get grounded, I wouldn’t even be able to see him.”

You didn’t have to name the person you were talking about, Rafe knew. You could also tell Rafe didn’t exactly know what to say. And just like the last time you had accidentally ranted the whole car ride, you found yourself doing it again.

Something about ranting to Rafe was comforting to you.

“Honestly Tops never been a good boyfriend. I’d always hear Sarah complain on the phone to her friends and shit,” He spoke. “It was annoying, really.”

You frowned while nodding.

“But Sarah is also dramatic as shit. So I never really knew the whole truth,”

You let a chuckle slip as you nodded once again.

“Hmm. Maybe I’m just dramatic too then.” You said, grinning at Rafe.

“Nah,” he dragged out. “Nothing dramatic about wanting your boyfriend to understand you.”

“Sorry for talking your head off.” You murmured. “He’s just so frustrating sometimes, you know?”

Rafe nodded, trying to contain his laughter. He thought it was funny you apologized for talking his head off then continued talking his head off.

Rafe pulled into your driveway, and you brought your hands up, ready to open the door of the truck.

“You know? you’re not so bad, y/n.” He spoke. “You may talk a lot, but you’re not bad at all.”

You looked back, taken aback by his words.

A smiled creeped up onto your lips.

“Yeah.” You drawled. “You’re not so bad yourself, Rafe Cameron.”

He returned the smile as you reached for the door handle once again.

Before you could open the door, Rafe leaned over, grabbing your shoulder. You turned around to look at him, confused as to why he had done that. But before you could ask, he placed both hands on your cheeks, pulling you in for a kiss.

You were staggered. “Rafe- what are you doing?” You said, pulling away from the kiss.

[problematic-camren]

Third or Fourth (?) day of Angel

And I'm still digging it. I mean, it's such an anthem. Like this is a song a girl can jam to in a car with her squad, and just feel strong. Like years later, I can imagine this song being one of 5h lowkey classics coz of the lyrics and the beat. I say lowkey coz it may not be their ultimate chart topper or it may not be their best bop, but like it'll be their underrated classics. And i bet it's not even the best song off their album. That "when you look at me, what do you see.." part is so 👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼 And after ally's verse, when Dinah comes in again, that sounds so dope. (Just a personal opinion, you guys don't need to go anon-ask telling me how you didn't like it and how it's so boring, like I am already quite aware that some people like it and some don't.)

[rafesveryrealgf]

Between us

(Topper x sister!reader)

Warning: NON CANON, talk about sex?, a little angst, curse words, topper sorta being a cunt, Thornton!reader

Synopsis: your younger brother, Topper, finds a used condom on your floor

A/N: lowkey feel like topper is underrated so I’ll absolutely be writing more stories w him

“Mom said get up for breakfast before she puts it away,” your brother says barging into your room without any type of warning, waking you up out of your deep sleep.

You slowly turned your head to face, Topper, who was standing in your doorway.

You groaned at the sight of him. “Go away, topper! Tell her I’m not hungry.”

He rolled his eyes. “Whateve-,” his eyes widened as they fixated to your floor.

You sat up to get a good look at whatever his eyes were fixated on. “What, top- oh my god!”

He chuckled as he walked closer to the used condom that laid on your floor.

“Dude,” he dragged out. “That’s gross.”

“Get out, virgin!” You got up and shoved him backwards.

“Im surprised you even get action.” He chuckled.

“And I’m not surprised you don’t. Now leave.” You gestured towards your bedroom door for him to leave.

“I wonder how mom would feel, knowing you’re sneaking boys into your bedroom, y/n.” He shrugged, lifting his eyebrows.

“Don’t be a cunt, topper.” You rolled your eyes, sitting back on your bed headboard.

“Hm, I just might let her know.” He slightly smiled and made his way to your bedroom door.

“Wait!” You pleaded.

He turned around with a smile on his face.

You rolled your eyes, cringing at the fact that you had just given into your brother.

“What do you want?”

He hesitated for a moment.

“y’know Sarah Cameron, right?“ he already knew the answer to that because you two were best friends and nearly inseparable.

It was no secret your brother had a crush on your best friend, and if he was trying to keep it a secret, he wasn’t doing very well at it.

“My best friend..?”

He nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, get her to go to midsummers with me, then your little secret.. can stay between us.”

“Topper, she’d never go for that.” You crossed your arms.

It was true, she would never go for Topper. She had a boyfriend and even if she didn’t, Topper was still two years younger than you both.

“Bummer. Huh?” He nodded then shrugged.

He turned back around to leave your room.

You had no idea how you were going to get her to agree to this or if you were going to succeed, but you knew you had to think fast.

“Fine! Fine.” You said hopping off your bed to catch your brother before he made his way out your door.