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Sweet Escape

Pairing: Rafe x single mom reader

Summary: Moving to Kildare with your best friend and daughter was the perfect move. The little island is perfect, the people are nice, and you are finally at peace. Then Rafe comes in with his perfect smile and charm, sweeping you off your feet. The only issue is if you are ready to let someone else in.

Warnings: none

Wc: 4.8K

“I left an extra register of cash in the safe in the back. The next shipment comes in today but they are going to put everything back there so you don’t need to worry about it.” Sarah nods her head and looks anywhere but you after you finish. “Sounds good. Good luck today.” It’s been awkward working with both of the girls after the break up. They both didn’t really understand at first.

Rafe told them you two just drifted apart. He didn’t want them to be mad at you but they knew something wasn’t right. You tp;d them the truth and Sarah came around to the whole fact. Wheezie understands but she’s still really upset about it. But at least they aren’t giving you the cold shoulder. 

“Thanks.” You give her a tight lipped smile as you walk out of the shop and to your car. Starting the car, you take in a few deep breaths. “Everything is going to be okay.” You whisper to yourself as you start driving. In your brain, you are running over everything Diane told you. “We have a solid case. We have two people lying on the stand for him. That shows the judge his case might not be viable.”

She’s right. Two of his witnesses lied right on the stand while swearing they were telling the truth. There is no way in hell that Theo will win. The drive to the court house seemed longer this time compared to the other trips. Maybe it was the anxiety that ate away at you. Or maybe it was because you took one wrong turn just to clear your head for a second longer. 

But all you know is your heart can’t help racing. 

When you park your car you get out and walk up the stairs. “Where’s Rafe?” That cocky voice sends shivers down your spine. Turning around you see Theo with his arm around Delia. “We broke up.” Delia looks shocked and takes a step forward. “Are you okay?” Her green eyes give you a look of pity and disbelief. A perfectly manicured hand rests on your bicep and for a moment you almost want to cry. Just as quickly as it came, it was ripped apart.

“Don’t coddle her.” He pulls Delia back to him and walks around you. Taking a deep breath you ground yourself then head in. You find Diane inside and sit down at the bench. “You okay sweetie?” She looks at you like she knows. Of course she does, Rafe probably informed them about the break up. Shit how are you supposed to pay for this now? “I’m okay.” She gives you a tight lipped smile before looking over some paperwork. 

“I understand why you did it. I would have too so don’t feel guilty.” In just two sentences you feel lighter. The chatter in the courtroom dies and everyone stands up. Judge Argent walks into the room and sits down. “Alright. The visitation period has concluded and we will be hearing from the last round of witnesses.” He calls up the social worker who slowly walks up to the stand. She swears her oath—fidgeting with her hands as Mr. Campbell walks up. 

“Mrs. Wilkins, you’ve observed both parents with the child correct.” She nods her head, agreeing with the statement. “How would you describe the relationship between Ms. Dunn and Violet.” Mrs. Wilkin sits up taller and adjusts the mic. “They had a great relationship. You could just see the way Violet opened up when she was around Mrs. Dunn. It was refreshing to see how much she was cared after since usually I see the worst in these types of cases.” Mr. Campbell looked back at Theo and then to the stand. 

“What does that mean exactly?” She laughs lighter in what seems like nerves. “Oh just that what Ms. Dunn is being accused of does not match her behavior. It is clear that her only focus was Violet and what was best for her.” You smile at the words. Diane grabs your hand under the table and gives it a squeeze. “Ms. Dunn held herself with dignity throughout this whole thing. I’ve seen parents argue and make snide remarks. That never happened with Mrs. Dunn.” 

Mr. Campbell paces the floor while thinking of the next thing to say. “Would you not say the relationship with Mr. Cameron would have affected that mother daughter bond?” You look over at Theo who just sends you a wink and a smirk. A giggle snaps your attention back to the stand. Mrs. Wilkin has a hand covering her mouth to cover up her laugh. “Sorry I just.” She abruptly stops her sentence trying to figure out what to say.

“I don’t think that’s fair to say. From what I’ve witnessed Mr. Cameron loved Violet as she was his daughter. There was a connection there. She adores him to the point she calls him dad.” A tear falls down your check. Violet still doesn’t understand that Rafe isn’t coming around anymore. Sometimes she calls for him then cries when she realizes he’s not coming.

“They seemed more like a family than Mr. Wixx and Violet.” Mr.Campbell looks appalled by the statement. “Why is that?” Judge Argent leans in close to the stand. “When observing Mr. Wixx and Violet's relationship, it seemed distant. As if there is no bond there.” A little smirk forms on your face when you see Theo’s fall. Serves him right. He thought he could lie his way out of this one but it’s biting him in the ass.

“Couldn’t you say that is due to Ms. Dunn with holding the relationship?” The probing question just drags them in deeper. “Oh god no.” Mr. Campbell interrupts her before she can continue. “No further questions your honor.” He tries to sit back down but the judge stops him. He stands with his back turned to the judge not wanting to go back. “I would like to hear what else she has to say. Continue Mrs. Wilkin.”

She smiles before continuing. “As I was saying it couldn’t have been that. It was as if he was barely trying, just putting up a good image. To be frank his fiance cared more about the child than him. She was always playing and taking care of Violet while he faked interactions with her.” The courtroom is at a standstill for a few moments. No one says anything just absorbing the information. “Mr. Campbel any further questions?”

Theo’s lawyer shakes his head no and sits down. Judge Argent looks at Diane. “No questions, your honor. Mr. Campbell answered all of mine.” He nods his head and gathers some papers. “But I would like to bring in two new witnesses.” Everyone turns to look at her as she stands to hand over files to the judge. He's silent as he reviews them.

“Your honor she can’t do this as all of the witnesses have already been approved.” The judge goes to close the file when Diane speaks up. “Sir with all respect I understand this is a late submission.” She takes a step closer. “But it calls into question Mr. Wixx’s real character and priorities.” Your brain starts to spin as you sit there. Why didn’t she tell you about this? Maybe she did and you were too busy with the whole Rafe thing to remember.

“I’ll allow it.”

With a large smile Diane turns around and nods her head to someone. “I’d like to first call up deputy Jason Kent.” Your head perks up at the familiar name. When you look up you make eye contact with the officer that helped you with the Delia almost kidnapping Violet situation. He gives you a wink as he passes before getting on the stand. 

“Mr. Kent can you tell us how you know Mr. Dunn and Violet.” He leans back while looking at Diane. “I was the responding officer when Delia tried to take Violet from a babysitter. Mr. Dunn had let Violet go with her boyfriend's sister to the store when Delia walked by and noticed the child. She went into the store and grabbed her before trying to walk out.”

You look over to Delia and see that her head is tilted down. Guilt starts to build for this being brought up again. “Listen, I understand where she was coming from. But as I was informed she hadn’t known the kid so it wasn’t possible for her to think she had the okay to do that.” You zone back to realize you missed a lot.

Diane had already finished question and Mr. Campbell is trying to find a fault in the statement. “No further questions.” Jason walks off of the stand and past you. A sense of relief goes through you as you realize there actually might be a chance. “I’d like to call up my second witness, Sheriff Victor Shoupe.” Your eyebrows knit together when he takes the stand. Why is he here?

“Sheriff were you away of the case between Ms. Dunn and Mr. Wixx fiance?” Diane stands tall in the middle of the room. The lights hit her in a way that akes it seem like she’s glowing. In your eyes she is. Throughout this whole thing she’s been a rock who has always helped you. “Yes but only after I was informed about the case being dropped for no reason at all.” Diane nods her head. “Can you elaborate?”

“Sheriff Tellmen deals with the distribution of cases and reports them to me. After the preliminary results of the investigation were categorized and reported — he switched the assigned cops to different cases. When new cops got the case, evidence went missing and then there was nothing. Tellmen shut the case and never informed me of it.”

You sit there for a moment enjoying the fact you weren’t crazy. You knew something was off but there just wasn’t proff. But here it is telling you the exact play by play. “Now is this normal behavior for a deputy?” The sheriff chuckles a bit and shakes his head. “Gosh no. But I do know that some of the deputies are known for taking bribes or miss placing evidence for personal gain.” Mr. Campbell stands up and slams his hands on the table. “Objection this is speculation.” Judge Argent raises a hand and objects to it. “Please continue.” 

“I looked into it and pulled Tellmen and the two other deputies aside. When looking at their bank statements, we could see large deposits in each account.” Diane stands right in front of Theo looking him dead in the eyes. “Were you able to track who sent these deposits?” Theo’s face is red, his nostrils are flared and yet Diane still stands there. “Yes, it was Theodore Mitch Wixx.”

“Thank you no further questions.” She walks back over and taps your shoulder. Mr. Campbell stood up to salvage his defense. “How are you certain it was my client that sent that money? It could have been anyone.” The sheriff shakes his head and throws it back. “Because we track the account number back to his personal bank. We also have a full blown confession from the deputies saying it was your client. The proof is in the report.” Without knowing what else to ask he retreats back to his seat.

“I have to review the information from both sides. We will reconvene in thirty minutes.” Everyone stands up and exits the courtroom. The thirty minutes goes by so slowly. You bite your nails trying to pass time as you hide away from Diane. She wants to talk about the whole break up but you’ve had enough of Jo and June. The last thing is for her to join in.

You sit back in the courtroom biting your thumb nail so hard that it starts to bleed. Diane hands you a tissue as the judge walks in and sits down. Holding your breath you wait desperately for any words. “After long consideration I have come to a verdict. When it comes to the domestic violence allegations against Mr. Wixx I find you guilty.” Your heart starts to beat faster. “When it comes to the custody Violet Ivey Dunn I grant full custody to Ms. Dunn.” Your heart fully stops.

The rest of the world ceases to exist even just for a second. You won. “Mr. Wixx you are allotted to back pay the child support you missed and continue to pay for in the future.” You stand up. “No, I don't want child support. Diane tries to sit you down but you don't. “I want him to sign his rights away. If he does that he’ll never see me again.” The room is silent as the judge stares at you.

“Mr. Wixx?” Theo stands up. “I’ll do it.” Delia snaps her head up and her mouth drops open. “Theo you can’t.” He turns around and gives her a look. “Shut up. I didn’t want to be here in the first place so stop with all of the whining and shut up.” She gets up tossing her engagement ring at him before walking out of the courtroom.

Judge Argent hits his gavel to gather everyone's attention. “Then it is settled. Mr. Wixx will sign over all of his rights. Congratulations Ms. Dunn you deserve it.” You and Diane hug each other tight. Tears keep coming from you and you can’t help but to cry. This nightmare is finally over. “Congrats.” Turning around, Theo comes into view.

“You might have gotten custody of Violet but you’ll never get him back. At least I took that away from you.” The bailiff comes over and handcuffs Theo to take him to holding. “He’ll probably just get put into the system then released. But at least it;s always on his record.” The both of you walk out laughing at just how crazy this all was. At the bottom of the stairs she stops you.

Tears well in her eyes. “I’m proud of you. But don’t let him win okay.” She pulls you in for a big up. She must workout because it feels like your bones are being crushed. When she pulls away you whip tears off your face. “Thank you for everything.” Diane smiles and gives you another quick hug. “Of course sweetie. I’ll always be here, okay don’t be afraid to call for anything.

Both of you part ways but you can’t help yourself from taking a moment. Standing in the middle of the parking lot you look at the sky seeing how bright it is. Everything will be okay. A loud engine catches your attention. At the very end of the lane is a familiar truck. You can see Rafe’s lower half of his face as the top half is blocked from your view. Taking a few steps closer you see his face. Both of you sit there staring at the other waiting to see which one breaks. 

You send him a smile and a thumbs up. Secretly hoping he knows you’re telling him you won. A big smile spreads to his face then he breaks off eye contact. You take a few more steps trying to see if you should run over and apologize. But then his eyes meet your again and you recognize the look. He’s broken but he wants you to think he’s fine. You stop in your tracks and his face falls further.

With a light nod he switches his gear to drive and leaves you there by yourself. The ache in your chest tells you that you made the wrong choice. Then his face comes back into view. The bright eyes and loving face wasn’t the one that just looked at you. You weren’t good for him. All you did was break his heart.

✦✦✦✦✦

“Can you just hurry up and get over yourself already?” Jo follows you around the house as you clean up Vi’s toys. She grabs a few stuffed animals and places them in the basket in the corner. “You didn’t see his face. I can’t do that to him.” She sighs dramatically and throws a stuffie at you. “It’s been weeks since you got custody so Theo’s threats don’t stand. Plus Valentine’s is around the corner. Imagine how cute a reconciliation would be for the most romantic holiday.”

“Are you just saying this so we can go on a double date with you and Kelce?” Jo laughs and closes the bin. “Yeah plus Wheezie and I are sick of waiting on you. Stop torturing the both of you.” Your nose wrinkles at the thought of them talking about your relationship. “Don’t give me that look. We both love you. Also you literally hang out with her everyday.”

“That’s different, it’s work. It’s been awkward anyway since I got custody.” You plop down on the couch. Grabbing the pillow you hug it into your chest. “I just need time.” Jo sits down next to you and wraps you in her arms. “Fine but if you don’t get it together by next month you won’t hear the end of it.” You laugh along with her knowing she’s telling the truth. 

“He loves you. But more importantly he loves Vi.” Your eyes flicker over to her. Tears start to fill your vision but you fight them back. “You deserve to be happy.” Jo pats you on the leg and gets up to head to her room. Lingering for a moment you look at the picture frame sitting on top of the fireplace. Staring back at you is Vi’s birthday photo of you and Rafe with Vi in the middle. There’s a bit of frosting already on her face somehow but it’s perfect.

You were happy then. Thinking back to how you feel now there’s something off. You’ve always been happy with just Vi, Jo and you. But that photo shows you the one thing you don’t think you can get back. Getting up you head to your room where Vi is sleeping on your bed. It’s like she knows you now need someone in the bed to even fall asleep. You adjust her, creating a small barrier so you don’t roll over on her.

Laying there you look at her sleeping face. She looks like Rafe which is such a weird thing to say. But they have the same nose and eyes. Hell she’s even picked up on his facial expressions. It’s been a little over a month and you still see him everyday. A little sob comes from your throat before you can even process the feeling. Burying your head into your pillow you cry quietly so you don’t wake her up.

Movement catches your attention. Lifting your head, you see Vi climb over the barrier with tired eyes. She lifts one of your arms and lays down so you can cuddle her. “I miss daddy too.” Hugging her a bit tighter, you kiss the top of her head. Her soft snores fill the room as she falls asleep. Soon you fall asleep trying to put everything behind you. 

The next morning you go through the motions of getting ready to head to the shop. It was a quiet morning as Jo took June so it was just the two of you. Vi’s been more quiet recently so she doesn’t really respond when you talk to her. You open the shop ushering Vi in and heading to the back. 

Vi goes over to the venus fly trap that you moved back here. The sun roof in the room casts a shining light over it. Even from where you are standing it looks beautiful. She sits down next to it just staring down. “Baby you okay?” Her blue eyes look at you and you swear for a moment she looks betrayed. She shakes her head before looking back at the plant. 

The front door’s bell rings. Sarah isn’t supposed to come in today and Wheezie gets here later. Looking through the curtains you see Delia standing in the middle of the shop looking around. In her hands she’s holding a small basket with different chocolates. The two of you stare at each other for a second before she breaks the silence. “Uh…I broke up with Theo.” A lightness fills you. Hearing that she left him is honestly really relieving.

“I thought when my dad introduced us he was great. But after everything.” She doesn’t know what to really say. “I just couldn’t support that. I’m really sorry for my part in all of it.” You look back to make sure Vi is okay before stepping out. “It wasn’t your fault. He’s always been like that.” She looks over to the side sniffling a bit. Even though she’s not looking at you, you can tell that she’s crying.

“When I was thirteen I got in a really bad accident. I can’t have kids due to it so when I found out Theo had a kid.” She takes a deep breath and whips the tears. “He lied and told me he didn’t know. If I knew the truth I wouldn’t have supported him. But when the cracks started to show I was trying to foul myself. I am really sorry for helping him through all of this.”

The curtain behind you shifts and Vi hides behind your legs. Delia’s eyes flicker to her and you can see the longing in them. “Anyway I got you both a Valentine's gift as an apology.” She places the basket on the counter. Without looking back she goes to walk out but you stop her. “I’m sorry he got you too.” Delia turns around and her eyes shine with tears. You place a hand on Vi’s back knowing exactly how she probably feels.

“He’s the perfect abuser. You don’t realize it before it’s too late. I just really hope that you’re okay.” A watery laugh comes out from her just as a customer comes in. The old man that comes in for his wife’s flowers pauses when he sees the two of you. He clears his throat as he goes to head to the door. “You don’t have to go. Vi has some pretty flowers she wants to show you.” Benny turns around and walks a bit closer.

“Now how could I say no to the best florist.” He sends you a playful wink as he takes Vi’s hand so she can show him some flowers. When they are in the next aisle you head over to the front register. Delia stands there not knowing if she should stay or go. Finding a sticky note, you write down your phone number. “If you ever need to talk, here's my number. It took me a long time to get over what he did to me. But trust me in the end you’ll be okay.”

She takes the note from your hand, with a shocked face. “Thank you.” Her hand shakes as she puts the piece of paper away. Something within you burns for a second while you watch Delia leave the store. As if you were ridding yourself of an issue you realized you still held. Theo is fully out of your life now. Yes all that pain he caused you is still there but it doesn;t define you anymore. 

Well maybe a part of it still does but only because it’s fresh.

You check Benny out by giving him a few free flowers because they would look nice in the array he made. After that you go around the shop taking inventory of what you have. Next you go in the back and stock the front with what you have. After what seems like forever you finally finished. You're a little out of breath which isn’t usual. Heading to the back you get started on some orders you have.

Violet helps you with arranging the bouquets while you trim and de-thorn them. You get through three bouquets before you realize it’s already lunch time. “Alright baby, let's go get lunch.” Vi’s eyes light up and she stumbles her way to the front of the store. When you catch up to her, she’s staring at you with a blank stare. “Daddy?”

That one word breaks you. 

“He’s not here baby.” She frowns as you hold her hand as you two walk down the street to the market. The shops seem busy with people walking in and out. The weather isn’t that bad so it’s nice seeing so many people out. Reaching the market, you shop around finding something to eat. With everything in your hands you head back to the shop to open up. 

You give Vi her food as you pick on the stuff you got. Customers come in and out finding flowers for loved ones. Even online orders came in meaning you had more bouquet’s to make. Good thing valentines is a week away so you don’t need to make all of them right now. 

You’re up front eating your snacks as you look over paperwork. “What the hell are you eating?” You look up to see Wheezie walking in with her school bag. Vi runs up to her and jumps in her arms. Looking down at your plate of sliced banana with chocolate peanut butter spread with a side of pickles you can see what she means. “Didn’t pack a lunch today so I just went and grabbed some things.” Technically it’s not a lie as you did forget to pack a lunch.

She gives you a weird look. A customer comes in and you whip your hands with an alcohol pad before using hand sanitizer. You move your plate behind you and Wheezie makes her way over. She takes one of your banana slices, humming in approval. “I take it back. I like bananas. The pickles are weird though.” She laughs as he takes the stack of orders to go organize them by dates. 

Once the customer is out of the store you go back to your stack. Eventually you and Wheezie get through the orders for the next few days. When you get home you help Jo with dinner. You kinda run through the motions so tired that you just want to be in bed. Jo decided to stay in the house tonight meaning she’s sharing a bed with you. 

The worst part is she moves around so much in her sleep. In the middle of the night you sneak out of bed. All you feel is Jo moving around and your stomach growling. Grabbing the bread, peanut butter, marshmallow fluff, chocolate sauce, and a pickle you make a sandwich. Quiet footsteps come from down the hall. “Is that what I think it is?” You turn around to see Jo looking at you.

“Umm yeah.” You shrug not knowing how else to reply. Going back to what you were eating you forget she was standing there for a moment. “You didn’t have your period last month.” She says it as a statement. Not her asking you a question just telling you something. As if she was waiting for you to catch up. Without waiting for you to catch up she grabs your hand and drags you out to the little house in the back. 

WHen you enter you are assaulted with what is the most hideous wallpaper ever. The striped cross pattern of green and mustard yellow are not what you expected June to pick. Nicknacks are all over the place in various ranges. No matter how many times you’ve been in here it will never change. Jo drags you to the bathroom and places a box of pregnancy tests. “Take it.”

The two of you do this weird stare off not trying to back down. “Take the fucking test or I swear I will call him.” Your head snaps up. “Don’t you dare.” She laughs at you and takes out two tests to slightly open them for you. “You need to get over your fear of him hating you. Stop punishing yourself for protecting your kid when that’s what you’re supposed to do.”

She stares at you as you just look at the tests. She’s right your period is late. A fact that you ignored for the sheer thought of it being the stress. Plus when has your period ever not been late? “Okay so strip.” You giggle at her comment. “I meant from the waist down so you can pee. Fuck that sounds worse.” Saving her from herself you grab the test and usher her out of the room. 

You quickly take the test and bring Jo back in. She tries to lighten the mood but it just brings you back to when you found out about Vi. It’s practically a play by play of the last time. The timer goes off and you stand over the tests. Not really wanting to look at them, you turn to Jo. She gets up and grabs your hand before flipping them over. The both of you look down. “Fuck.” Jo squeezes your hand harder as you read the tests.

Positive

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Sweet Escape

Pairing: Rafe x single mom reader

Summary: Moving to Kildare with your best friend and daughter was the perfect move. The little island is perfect, the people are nice, and you are finally at peace. Then Rafe comes in with his perfect smile and charm, sweeping you off your feet. The only issue is if you are ready to let someone else in.

Warnings: none

Wc: 4.8K

Chapter 13: unexpected surprise

“I left an extra register of cash in the safe in the back. The next shipment comes in today but they are going to put everything back there so you don’t need to worry about it.” Sarah nods her head and looks anywhere but you after you finish. “Sounds good. Good luck today.” It’s been awkward working with both of the girls after the break up. They both didn’t really understand at first.

Rafe told them you two just drifted apart. He didn’t want them to be mad at you but they knew something wasn’t right. You tp;d them the truth and Sarah came around to the whole fact. Wheezie understands but she’s still really upset about it. But at least they aren’t giving you the cold shoulder. 

“Thanks.” You give her a tight lipped smile as you walk out of the shop and to your car. Starting the car, you take in a few deep breaths. “Everything is going to be okay.” You whisper to yourself as you start driving. In your brain, you are running over everything Diane told you. “We have a solid case. We have two people lying on the stand for him. That shows the judge his case might not be viable.”

She’s right. Two of his witnesses lied right on the stand while swearing they were telling the truth. There is no way in hell that Theo will win. The drive to the court house seemed longer this time compared to the other trips. Maybe it was the anxiety that ate away at you. Or maybe it was because you took one wrong turn just to clear your head for a second longer. 

But all you know is your heart can’t help racing. 

When you park your car you get out and walk up the stairs. “Where’s Rafe?” That cocky voice sends shivers down your spine. Turning around you see Theo with his arm around Delia. “We broke up.” Delia looks shocked and takes a step forward. “Are you okay?” Her green eyes give you a look of pity and disbelief. A perfectly manicured hand rests on your bicep and for a moment you almost want to cry. Just as quickly as it came, it was ripped apart.

“Don’t coddle her.” He pulls Delia back to him and walks around you. Taking a deep breath you ground yourself then head in. You find Diane inside and sit down at the bench. “You okay sweetie?” She looks at you like she knows. Of course she does, Rafe probably informed them about the break up. Shit how are you supposed to pay for this now? “I’m okay.” She gives you a tight lipped smile before looking over some paperwork. 

“I understand why you did it. I would have too so don’t feel guilty.” In just two sentences you feel lighter. The chatter in the courtroom dies and everyone stands up. Judge Argent walks into the room and sits down. “Alright. The visitation period has concluded and we will be hearing from the last round of witnesses.” He calls up the social worker who slowly walks up to the stand. She swears her oath—fidgeting with her hands as Mr. Campbell walks up. 

“Mrs. Wilkins, you’ve observed both parents with the child correct.” She nods her head, agreeing with the statement. “How would you describe the relationship between Ms. Dunn and Violet.” Mrs. Wilkin sits up taller and adjusts the mic. “They had a great relationship. You could just see the way Violet opened up when she was around Mrs. Dunn. It was refreshing to see how much she was cared after since usually I see the worst in these types of cases.” Mr. Campbell looked back at Theo and then to the stand. 

“What does that mean exactly?” She laughs lighter in what seems like nerves. “Oh just that what Ms. Dunn is being accused of does not match her behavior. It is clear that her only focus was Violet and what was best for her.” You smile at the words. Diane grabs your hand under the table and gives it a squeeze. “Ms. Dunn held herself with dignity throughout this whole thing. I’ve seen parents argue and make snide remarks. That never happened with Mrs. Dunn.” 

Mr. Campbell paces the floor while thinking of the next thing to say. “Would you not say the relationship with Mr. Cameron would have affected that mother daughter bond?” You look over at Theo who just sends you a wink and a smirk. A giggle snaps your attention back to the stand. Mrs. Wilkin has a hand covering her mouth to cover up her laugh. “Sorry I just.” She abruptly stops her sentence trying to figure out what to say.

“I don’t think that’s fair to say. From what I’ve witnessed Mr. Cameron loved Violet as she was his daughter. There was a connection there. She adores him to the point she calls him dad.” A tear falls down your check. Violet still doesn’t understand that Rafe isn’t coming around anymore. Sometimes she calls for him then cries when she realizes he’s not coming.

“They seemed more like a family than Mr. Wixx and Violet.” Mr.Campbell looks appalled by the statement. “Why is that?” Judge Argent leans in close to the stand. “When observing Mr. Wixx and Violet's relationship, it seemed distant. As if there is no bond there.” A little smirk forms on your face when you see Theo’s fall. Serves him right. He thought he could lie his way out of this one but it’s biting him in the ass.

“Couldn’t you say that is due to Ms. Dunn with holding the relationship?” The probing question just drags them in deeper. “Oh god no.” Mr. Campbell interrupts her before she can continue. “No further questions your honor.” He tries to sit back down but the judge stops him. He stands with his back turned to the judge not wanting to go back. “I would like to hear what else she has to say. Continue Mrs. Wilkin.”

She smiles before continuing. “As I was saying it couldn’t have been that. It was as if he was barely trying, just putting up a good image. To be frank his fiance cared more about the child than him. She was always playing and taking care of Violet while he faked interactions with her.” The courtroom is at a standstill for a few moments. No one says anything just absorbing the information. “Mr. Campbel any further questions?”

Theo’s lawyer shakes his head no and sits down. Judge Argent looks at Diane. “No questions, your honor. Mr. Campbell answered all of mine.” He nods his head and gathers some papers. “But I would like to bring in two new witnesses.” Everyone turns to look at her as she stands to hand over files to the judge. He's silent as he reviews them.

“Your honor she can’t do this as all of the witnesses have already been approved.” The judge goes to close the file when Diane speaks up. “Sir with all respect I understand this is a late submission.” She takes a step closer. “But it calls into question Mr. Wixx’s real character and priorities.” Your brain starts to spin as you sit there. Why didn’t she tell you about this? Maybe she did and you were too busy with the whole Rafe thing to remember.

“I’ll allow it.”

With a large smile Diane turns around and nods her head to someone. “I’d like to first call up deputy Jason Kent.” Your head perks up at the familiar name. When you look up you make eye contact with the officer that helped you with the Delia almost kidnapping Violet situation. He gives you a wink as he passes before getting on the stand. 

“Mr. Kent can you tell us how you know Mr. Dunn and Violet.” He leans back while looking at Diane. “I was the responding officer when Delia tried to take Violet from a babysitter. Mr. Dunn had let Violet go with her boyfriend's sister to the store when Delia walked by and noticed the child. She went into the store and grabbed her before trying to walk out.”

You look over to Delia and see that her head is tilted down. Guilt starts to build for this being brought up again. “Listen, I understand where she was coming from. But as I was informed she hadn’t known the kid so it wasn’t possible for her to think she had the okay to do that.” You zone back to realize you missed a lot.

Diane had already finished question and Mr. Campbell is trying to find a fault in the statement. “No further questions.” Jason walks off of the stand and past you. A sense of relief goes through you as you realize there actually might be a chance. “I’d like to call up my second witness, Sheriff Victor Shoupe.” Your eyebrows knit together when he takes the stand. Why is he here?

“Sheriff were you away of the case between Ms. Dunn and Mr. Wixx fiance?” Diane stands tall in the middle of the room. The lights hit her in a way that akes it seem like she’s glowing. In your eyes she is. Throughout this whole thing she’s been a rock who has always helped you. “Yes but only after I was informed about the case being dropped for no reason at all.” Diane nods her head. “Can you elaborate?”

“Sheriff Tellmen deals with the distribution of cases and reports them to me. After the preliminary results of the investigation were categorized and reported — he switched the assigned cops to different cases. When new cops got the case, evidence went missing and then there was nothing. Tellmen shut the case and never informed me of it.”

You sit there for a moment enjoying the fact you weren’t crazy. You knew something was off but there just wasn’t proff. But here it is telling you the exact play by play. “Now is this normal behavior for a deputy?” The sheriff chuckles a bit and shakes his head. “Gosh no. But I do know that some of the deputies are known for taking bribes or miss placing evidence for personal gain.” Mr. Campbell stands up and slams his hands on the table. “Objection this is speculation.” Judge Argent raises a hand and objects to it. “Please continue.” 

“I looked into it and pulled Tellmen and the two other deputies aside. When looking at their bank statements, we could see large deposits in each account.” Diane stands right in front of Theo looking him dead in the eyes. “Were you able to track who sent these deposits?” Theo’s face is red, his nostrils are flared and yet Diane still stands there. “Yes, it was Theodore Mitch Wixx.”

“Thank you no further questions.” She walks back over and taps your shoulder. Mr. Campbell stood up to salvage his defense. “How are you certain it was my client that sent that money? It could have been anyone.” The sheriff shakes his head and throws it back. “Because we track the account number back to his personal bank. We also have a full blown confession from the deputies saying it was your client. The proof is in the report.” Without knowing what else to ask he retreats back to his seat.

“I have to review the information from both sides. We will reconvene in thirty minutes.” Everyone stands up and exits the courtroom. The thirty minutes goes by so slowly. You bite your nails trying to pass time as you hide away from Diane. She wants to talk about the whole break up but you’ve had enough of Jo and June. The last thing is for her to join in.

You sit back in the courtroom biting your thumb nail so hard that it starts to bleed. Diane hands you a tissue as the judge walks in and sits down. Holding your breath you wait desperately for any words. “After long consideration I have come to a verdict. When it comes to the domestic violence allegations against Mr. Wixx I find you guilty.” Your heart starts to beat faster. “When it comes to the custody Violet Ivey Dunn I grant full custody to Ms. Dunn.” Your heart fully stops.

The rest of the world ceases to exist even just for a second. You won. “Mr. Wixx you are allotted to back pay the child support you missed and continue to pay for in the future.” You stand up. “No, I don't want child support. Diane tries to sit you down but you don't. “I want him to sign his rights away. If he does that he’ll never see me again.” The room is silent as the judge stares at you.

“Mr. Wixx?” Theo stands up. “I’ll do it.” Delia snaps her head up and her mouth drops open. “Theo you can’t.” He turns around and gives her a look. “Shut up. I didn’t want to be here in the first place so stop with all of the whining and shut up.” She gets up tossing her engagement ring at him before walking out of the courtroom.

Judge Argent hits his gavel to gather everyone's attention. “Then it is settled. Mr. Wixx will sign over all of his rights. Congratulations Ms. Dunn you deserve it.” You and Diane hug each other tight. Tears keep coming from you and you can’t help but to cry. This nightmare is finally over. “Congrats.” Turning around, Theo comes into view.

“You might have gotten custody of Violet but you’ll never get him back. At least I took that away from you.” The bailiff comes over and handcuffs Theo to take him to holding. “He’ll probably just get put into the system then released. But at least it;s always on his record.” The both of you walk out laughing at just how crazy this all was. At the bottom of the stairs she stops you.

Tears well in her eyes. “I’m proud of you. But don’t let him win okay.” She pulls you in for a big up. She must workout because it feels like your bones are being crushed. When she pulls away you whip tears off your face. “Thank you for everything.” Diane smiles and gives you another quick hug. “Of course sweetie. I’ll always be here, okay don’t be afraid to call for anything.

Both of you part ways but you can’t help yourself from taking a moment. Standing in the middle of the parking lot you look at the sky seeing how bright it is. Everything will be okay. A loud engine catches your attention. At the very end of the lane is a familiar truck. You can see Rafe’s lower half of his face as the top half is blocked from your view. Taking a few steps closer you see his face. Both of you sit there staring at the other waiting to see which one breaks. 

You send him a smile and a thumbs up. Secretly hoping he knows you’re telling him you won. A big smile spreads to his face then he breaks off eye contact. You take a few more steps trying to see if you should run over and apologize. But then his eyes meet your again and you recognize the look. He’s broken but he wants you to think he’s fine. You stop in your tracks and his face falls further.

With a light nod he switches his gear to drive and leaves you there by yourself. The ache in your chest tells you that you made the wrong choice. Then his face comes back into view. The bright eyes and loving face wasn’t the one that just looked at you. You weren’t good for him. All you did was break his heart.

✦✦✦✦✦

“Can you just hurry up and get over yourself already?” Jo follows you around the house as you clean up Vi’s toys. She grabs a few stuffed animals and places them in the basket in the corner. “You didn’t see his face. I can’t do that to him.” She sighs dramatically and throws a stuffie at you. “It’s been weeks since you got custody so Theo’s threats don’t stand. Plus Valentine’s is around the corner. Imagine how cute a reconciliation would be for the most romantic holiday.”

“Are you just saying this so we can go on a double date with you and Kelce?” Jo laughs and closes the bin. “Yeah plus Wheezie and I are sick of waiting on you. Stop torturing the both of you.” Your nose wrinkles at the thought of them talking about your relationship. “Don’t give me that look. We both love you. Also you literally hang out with her everyday.”

“That’s different, it’s work. It’s been awkward anyway since I got custody.” You plop down on the couch. Grabbing the pillow you hug it into your chest. “I just need time.” Jo sits down next to you and wraps you in her arms. “Fine but if you don’t get it together by next month you won’t hear the end of it.” You laugh along with her knowing she’s telling the truth. 

“He loves you. But more importantly he loves Vi.” Your eyes flicker over to her. Tears start to fill your vision but you fight them back. “You deserve to be happy.” Jo pats you on the leg and gets up to head to her room. Lingering for a moment you look at the picture frame sitting on top of the fireplace. Staring back at you is Vi’s birthday photo of you and Rafe with Vi in the middle. There’s a bit of frosting already on her face somehow but it’s perfect.

You were happy then. Thinking back to how you feel now there’s something off. You’ve always been happy with just Vi, Jo and you. But that photo shows you the one thing you don’t think you can get back. Getting up you head to your room where Vi is sleeping on your bed. It’s like she knows you now need someone in the bed to even fall asleep. You adjust her, creating a small barrier so you don’t roll over on her.

Laying there you look at her sleeping face. She looks like Rafe which is such a weird thing to say. But they have the same nose and eyes. Hell she’s even picked up on his facial expressions. It’s been a little over a month and you still see him everyday. A little sob comes from your throat before you can even process the feeling. Burying your head into your pillow you cry quietly so you don’t wake her up.

Movement catches your attention. Lifting your head, you see Vi climb over the barrier with tired eyes. She lifts one of your arms and lays down so you can cuddle her. “I miss daddy too.” Hugging her a bit tighter, you kiss the top of her head. Her soft snores fill the room as she falls asleep. Soon you fall asleep trying to put everything behind you. 

The next morning you go through the motions of getting ready to head to the shop. It was a quiet morning as Jo took June so it was just the two of you. Vi’s been more quiet recently so she doesn’t really respond when you talk to her. You open the shop ushering Vi in and heading to the back. 

Vi goes over to the venus fly trap that you moved back here. The sun roof in the room casts a shining light over it. Even from where you are standing it looks beautiful. She sits down next to it just staring down. “Baby you okay?” Her blue eyes look at you and you swear for a moment she looks betrayed. She shakes her head before looking back at the plant. 

The front door’s bell rings. Sarah isn’t supposed to come in today and Wheezie gets here later. Looking through the curtains you see Delia standing in the middle of the shop looking around. In her hands she’s holding a small basket with different chocolates. The two of you stare at each other for a second before she breaks the silence. “Uh…I broke up with Theo.” A lightness fills you. Hearing that she left him is honestly really relieving.

“I thought when my dad introduced us he was great. But after everything.” She doesn’t know what to really say. “I just couldn’t support that. I’m really sorry for my part in all of it.” You look back to make sure Vi is okay before stepping out. “It wasn’t your fault. He’s always been like that.” She looks over to the side sniffling a bit. Even though she’s not looking at you, you can tell that she’s crying.

“When I was thirteen I got in a really bad accident. I can’t have kids due to it so when I found out Theo had a kid.” She takes a deep breath and whips the tears. “He lied and told me he didn’t know. If I knew the truth I wouldn’t have supported him. But when the cracks started to show I was trying to foul myself. I am really sorry for helping him through all of this.”

The curtain behind you shifts and Vi hides behind your legs. Delia’s eyes flicker to her and you can see the longing in them. “Anyway I got you both a Valentine's gift as an apology.” She places the basket on the counter. Without looking back she goes to walk out but you stop her. “I’m sorry he got you too.” Delia turns around and her eyes shine with tears. You place a hand on Vi’s back knowing exactly how she probably feels.

“He’s the perfect abuser. You don’t realize it before it’s too late. I just really hope that you’re okay.” A watery laugh comes out from her just as a customer comes in. The old man that comes in for his wife’s flowers pauses when he sees the two of you. He clears his throat as he goes to head to the door. “You don’t have to go. Vi has some pretty flowers she wants to show you.” Benny turns around and walks a bit closer.

“Now how could I say no to the best florist.” He sends you a playful wink as he takes Vi’s hand so she can show him some flowers. When they are in the next aisle you head over to the front register. Delia stands there not knowing if she should stay or go. Finding a sticky note, you write down your phone number. “If you ever need to talk, here's my number. It took me a long time to get over what he did to me. But trust me in the end you’ll be okay.”

She takes the note from your hand, with a shocked face. “Thank you.” Her hand shakes as she puts the piece of paper away. Something within you burns for a second while you watch Delia leave the store. As if you were ridding yourself of an issue you realized you still held. Theo is fully out of your life now. Yes all that pain he caused you is still there but it doesn;t define you anymore. 

Well maybe a part of it still does but only because it’s fresh.

You check Benny out by giving him a few free flowers because they would look nice in the array he made. After that you go around the shop taking inventory of what you have. Next you go in the back and stock the front with what you have. After what seems like forever you finally finished. You're a little out of breath which isn’t usual. Heading to the back you get started on some orders you have.

Violet helps you with arranging the bouquets while you trim and de-thorn them. You get through three bouquets before you realize it’s already lunch time. “Alright baby, let's go get lunch.” Vi’s eyes light up and she stumbles her way to the front of the store. When you catch up to her, she’s staring at you with a blank stare. “Daddy?”

That one word breaks you. 

“He’s not here baby.” She frowns as you hold her hand as you two walk down the street to the market. The shops seem busy with people walking in and out. The weather isn’t that bad so it’s nice seeing so many people out. Reaching the market, you shop around finding something to eat. With everything in your hands you head back to the shop to open up. 

You give Vi her food as you pick on the stuff you got. Customers come in and out finding flowers for loved ones. Even online orders came in meaning you had more bouquet’s to make. Good thing valentines is a week away so you don’t need to make all of them right now. 

You’re up front eating your snacks as you look over paperwork. “What the hell are you eating?” You look up to see Wheezie walking in with her school bag. Vi runs up to her and jumps in her arms. Looking down at your plate of sliced banana with chocolate peanut butter spread with a side of pickles you can see what she means. “Didn’t pack a lunch today so I just went and grabbed some things.” Technically it’s not a lie as you did forget to pack a lunch.

She gives you a weird look. A customer comes in and you whip your hands with an alcohol pad before using hand sanitizer. You move your plate behind you and Wheezie makes her way over. She takes one of your banana slices, humming in approval. “I take it back. I like bananas. The pickles are weird though.” She laughs as he takes the stack of orders to go organize them by dates. 

Once the customer is out of the store you go back to your stack. Eventually you and Wheezie get through the orders for the next few days. When you get home you help Jo with dinner. You kinda run through the motions so tired that you just want to be in bed. Jo decided to stay in the house tonight meaning she’s sharing a bed with you. 

The worst part is she moves around so much in her sleep. In the middle of the night you sneak out of bed. All you feel is Jo moving around and your stomach growling. Grabbing the bread, peanut butter, marshmallow fluff, chocolate sauce, and a pickle you make a sandwich. Quiet footsteps come from down the hall. “Is that what I think it is?” You turn around to see Jo looking at you.

“Umm yeah.” You shrug not knowing how else to reply. Going back to what you were eating you forget she was standing there for a moment. “You didn’t have your period last month.” She says it as a statement. Not her asking you a question just telling you something. As if she was waiting for you to catch up. Without waiting for you to catch up she grabs your hand and drags you out to the little house in the back. 

WHen you enter you are assaulted with what is the most hideous wallpaper ever. The striped cross pattern of green and mustard yellow are not what you expected June to pick. Nicknacks are all over the place in various ranges. No matter how many times you’ve been in here it will never change. Jo drags you to the bathroom and places a box of pregnancy tests. “Take it.”

The two of you do this weird stare off not trying to back down. “Take the fucking test or I swear I will call him.” Your head snaps up. “Don’t you dare.” She laughs at you and takes out two tests to slightly open them for you. “You need to get over your fear of him hating you. Stop punishing yourself for protecting your kid when that’s what you’re supposed to do.”

She stares at you as you just look at the tests. She’s right your period is late. A fact that you ignored for the sheer thought of it being the stress. Plus when has your period ever not been late? “Okay so strip.” You giggle at her comment. “I meant from the waist down so you can pee. Fuck that sounds worse.” Saving her from herself you grab the test and usher her out of the room. 

You quickly take the test and bring Jo back in. She tries to lighten the mood but it just brings you back to when you found out about Vi. It’s practically a play by play of the last time. The timer goes off and you stand over the tests. Not really wanting to look at them, you turn to Jo. She gets up and grabs your hand before flipping them over. The both of you look down. “Fuck.” Jo squeezes your hand harder as you read the tests.

Positive

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Ouch…my poor babies

FINE LINE

✧ 𝙱𝚏!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝙶𝚏!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 - 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚋

✧ 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐.

✧ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸- 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍- 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚎, 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

✧ 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

"He just doesn't care no matter what I do. I didn't do enough for the business? I step. I step up, everything I do is wrong. I get mad and depressed and I turn to drugs and he calls me a loser and throws me out. You help me get clean, I get clean and he doesn't trust me and he talks shit about you."

"I know, Rafe,” you tried to speak softly, careful.. “It's not your fault. Please sit down and breathe.”

But he wasn’t hearing you anymore.

You are usually so good and reigning Rafe back in. Whether it was through his withdrawals or arguments with Sarah. But this? This is everything he kept bottled up with his dad. You don't see him coming down from this for a while.

He continues, "I'm sorry I can't be like your perfect little princess, Sarah. Oh, cause she does absolutely nothing wrong. Not like run away from our family to live some bullshit fantasy life with that pouge. She doesn't give a shit about our family the way I do."

You watched helplessly as his fists clenched together. They balled up so tight his knuckles turned white and trembled. He moved over to your dresser and slammed his fist down hard.

BANG

Something, glass, maybe one of your candle holders, shattered on the floor, the sharp sound ricocheting through the room like a gunshot.

Your whole body jolted with fear you had buried for years.

Rafe's head whips around from the sound of you gasping. Your instincts kicked in, causing you to drop to the floor, tuck your head and you arms came up over it, in a protective stance.

The second he sees you like that any anger he had at his dad had diminished, his attention fully on you. "Hey, hey baby, it's ok. Everything's good." He was crouched down beside you but his voice seemed miles away.

His hands ran up and down your arms hoping the familiarity of his touch would help you. You continued to stay stuck in that position. Only now, tears were streaming down your face. It became hard to breathe, no matter how hard you tried to punk in a deep breath.

“I didn’t mean to scare you. I didn’t…”

You looked at him, vision blurry, and pressed your palm to his cheek. The look on his face was full of worry and panic. It gave you the realization that he’s never seen you like this. Scared, lifeless, broken. “I’m ok.”

“No you’re not. I’m sorry, I wasn’t mad at you. I’d never hurt you.”

“I know…” You wanted to get out more but you really didn’t know what to say.

“What was that? If you know why are you in the floor now baby?

“The uh- the sound.”

Rafe was confused. The sound made you like this? It wasn’t loud to him, but maybe he was just stuck in his own head. You never got into it with Rafe about your childhood. All he knew was that it’s always been you and your mom. You finally got in a deep breath and was able to subdue your tears just enough to speak.

“When I was little…” you began, your voice was barely a whisper. Almost as if you spoke it too loud all the progress you’ve made would slip away. You worked with a trauma specialist for years to get you out of the hole you buried yourself into. To you, was a hole built for protection. To everyone else, if you had dug just a little deeper, it probably would’ve collapsed in and you would have never been able to be rescued.

“…my dad, he wasn’t nice. He drank too much. He was a really scary man when he was drunk. He’d destroy the whole house for fun, just to get fake getting mad that it was a mess. He’d drag my mom by the hair to clean it up as soon as she stepped in from work. She’d be up the whole night.”

Rafe stared at you in disbelief. You began to speak about it more. He was lucky for that, because he really had no idea what to say.

“When it first started he’d only take it out on my mom. I’d hide in the closet in my room and I’d cover my ears and hum to drown out the screams. But as I got older I’d face his wrath too. He started to know where I would hide and he’d hit me for being a little pussy.” Your eyes watered again at that part, “I was 8, I was scared. Most morning I expected to wake up and find my mom dead.”

You continued. Now that you started, it seemed as if you couldn’t stop. It was like a mudslide that ripped down the side of the mountain, no ending in sight. It was relentless and traumatizing all over again. Rafe knew now, and the words were impossible to hold in.

“He’d cornered me in the living room one day when I was 12 and he threw empty bottles at the wall behind me. One after the other. The glass rained over me scraping my arms as I covered myself. It was so loud, it sounded like gunshots piercing my ear drums. I wanted to run but I couldn’t. I was frozen. My brain told me to move, to go, but I didn’t.”

Your tears were back, free flowing as you recount the worst day of your life. “He wasn’t even supposed to be home. My mom came back with one of her friends and saw what was happening. She ran over to her me and her friend called the police.”

By this point Rafe had adjusted himself and cradled you in his arms as he listened. His arms would tighten around you when you’d get to a really tough part of your past. Almost as if he was now carrying this weight with you. It hurt him to know this.

“When they got there, my mom ran me outside and my dad had been resistant. I could hear him yelling and the cops yelling back and then it was just silent. My mom still hasn’t told me how he died. But maybe he fell and hit his head. I don’t know. All I know is that we’re free now but it took a really long time.”

It was easy for Rafe to put the pieces together. The story you just told, the loud noise, the position it put you in. His eyes went glassy and his own tears dropped onto his cheeks.

“Fuck, baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

You kissed him lightly on his cheek. Silently tell him it’s ok. He didn’t know. You really didn’t ever plan for him to know. Your body just took over in that moment and everything happened too fast.

“I’d never hurt you, you know that right?”

“Of course, I do Rafe.”

He took a deep breath. “I’ll never get mad around like that again.”

You looked him straight in the eye, letting him know you were serious, “never diminish your feelings, just because of what I’ve said. You coming to me for help, it means everything to me. I want to be that person for you, I didn’t let myself have that for a long time and it was terrible.”

“I just get so angry, I can’t help it. He makes me feel useless. I just can’t help it sometimes.” His head drops in embarrassment.

“I don’t need you to be perfect, Rafe.” You grab his face with both of your hands so that he can look at you again. “I just need to feel safe, and I promise you give me that.”

He gave you a long kiss on the forehead and pulled you in close. He held you tightly, like you’d slip away and he’d lose you forever if he loosened his grip even slightly. You don’t know how long the two of you stayed in that position on the floor. But you don’t care if people think two broken souls can’t heal each other. You and him are living proof that sometimes they’re the only ones who can.

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Mmmm didn’t know I needed boxer Rafe but I’m hooked now

AFTER THE FIGHT

✧ 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝙱𝚂𝙵!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 - 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚋

✧ 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗.

✧ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 - 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚛.

✧ 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂���

You're in the locker room with Rafe. The buzz of his win has finally calmed down. Him and his crew are finally done celebrating and now you can focus on him and the scrapes that will be left behind from his success tonight.

He's sitting on the bench in front of you and you're knelt down in between his legs, apply an antiseptic to cuts on his hip. Rafe hissed at first contact but then he relaxed. He kept focus, too much focus on you.

You follow his eye line down and to your chest. You were wearing a cropped button down top with the first few buttons undone. At some point helping him, you widened open a bit more that you would like. He was so hypnotized he didn't notice you noticed.

You push the pad of alcohol harshly into his side. He winces at the pain, jolting up, bringing him back to the moment. "What the fuck, Rafe?!"

"What the hell I do?" He yells back obliviously just shocked from the pain and yelling.

"Were you staring at my chest?"

He throws his arm up like he's offended. "The fuck, no? I wasn't staring at your tits.”

"Yes you were. I saw you."

"Ok fine I was. Sue me."

You stand up and adjust your top attempting to get them out of his view. "Would you like me to write you eulogy now?"

"I mean, they're great to look at 'n it's really hard when they just in my face like, babe."

You huff at him in frustration. You've been friends for so long, you didn't think he'd ever look at you that way. Was it strange? Yes. Did you mind? No, not really.

You moved back over to where he was sitting on the bench. Hovering over him looking at him and his eyes didn't hesitate to look directly back at yours.

His fingers traced up your arm and he yanked you by your forearm to straddle his lap. You mold perfectly together. Your arms wrap around his neck instinctively. This felt so natural to you. Before you know it, his arm snakes up you back and pulls you in. His lips smash into yours and your tongues move in sync.

You sit back up dazed, "let me finish cleaning you up so we can get out of here."

to whoever requested I hope you dont mind the fluff at the end. I can't help myself.

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A new part is in the works!🤭 I’m working on a new part before I go to Italy

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Ahhhh so glad you liked it! There's more to come with those two🫣definitely going to be a ride with them

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Auction

Pairing: Hockeyplayer!rafe x bookworm!reader

Summary: When a donation auction gives you the opportunity of your dreams you have to take it. Can't help it when your fantasies come to life.

or

When Rafe finds the girl of his dreams without realizing at a donation auction. Who knew donating a date would lead to dreams coming true.

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, cream pie, smut books, let me know if I Missed any.

Wc: 3K

“Cameron, are you even listening?” Coach Benson yells over the chatter in the locker room. Rafe turns his attention to the older man and nods his head. “Yes coach.” The old man narrows his eyes, not believing Rafe for a moment. “Then what did I say?” Rafe looks around and sees the other boys on the team snickering. He finishes up his tie and looks at the coach. “Sleep with the bidder so they want to give more money?” The room erupts with laughter but the older man doesn’t crack.

“Behave yourself, don’t need you spreading anything to anyone.” The room laughs at the coach's joke but Rafe doesn’t. “Be the perfect date and don’t get too smashed. We do not need a repeat of last year.” In the back corner Jeremy let out a groan. “That was one time, let it go.” Coach continues on with his speech that everyone has heard before. He goes over the rules and the order of who’s going up. As captain of the team Rafe is the last one to go up so he is relaxed. 

The rest of the hockey team makes their way to the auditorium in the building next door. He stays back for a little while checking his text. Looking at the time he moves his sticks to the side to shove his clothes in before heading over. The auditorium is full of a bunch of the girls from the college and some heard about it so they are here. He slowly makes his way to the side stage, catching glimpses of the girls sitting waiting for their date. “Up next is Tyler Ritzker! He likes to spend time in the gym working on his muscles. Jesus.” Coach shakes his head. “And showing girls a good time. Can I get twenty bucks!” 

The auction goes on for a little while longer with a break to get some food. Rafe’s about to reach for a pig in a blanket when someone bumps into him. He looks over to see you lowering a book from your face. “Sorry I didn't see you there.” His eyes give you a once over and a small smirk plays on his face. “No worries. Can’t complain when a pretty girl bumps into me.” A small blush forms on your face. You hide the book behind your back and look around for a second. “So are you coming up soon?” You point to the double doors behind you with a sparkle in your eyes.

Rafe takes a small step closer to you, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Why are you gonna bid for me?” He pulls back to watch you biting your lower lip. He can hear people starting to head back. One of the guys from the team slaps his shoulder grabbing his attention. “You heading in?” Rafe nods and pushes him off. But when he looks back you are gone. Taking a step forward he looks around trying to get a glimpse of you. All he can catch is a book and based by the cover with hockey sticks it seems to be hockey related. He heads behind the stage and queues up at the end of the line.

One by one each guy gets called and bid on. There’s one person on stage and then it’s Rafe’s turn. He watches as the people in the crowd hold up their paddles to get a date with Eric. Finally a girl in the front gets her claws on the poor guy. “Now of the main event and what I assume most of you are here for. Welcome up our team captain Rafe Cameron. Rafe is a top player who likes to dirt bike on the weekends. If you’re into a smartass who will give you a headache you are in for a treat.” Rafe throws an arm around the coach and takes the mic from him. “Thank you coach. I also love the beach and teaching someone very lucky how to surf.” He throws a wink to the crowd and a lot of paddles go up.

Coach takes the mic back and starts the bid. “Can I get fifty bucks?” Practically all of the paddles go up. Rafe’s eyes scan the crowd looking for you but he can’t see anything. “What about two hundred?” Paddles slowly start to windle down as the price keeps getting higher. “Let me see three fifty.” Rafe stands there with his hands in his pockets. Coach keeps listing off numbers and it's down to the last two girls. Neither of them are you. His right foot taps the stage as he’s now getting pissed. Why ask if you weren’t interested? Sucks because you were hot. The way you looked up at him had the front of his pants get a little bit tighter. 

“Seven hundred.”

His eyes shot up to see a new paddle in the air and the two girls that were fighting were debating on what to do. “We got seven hundred. Do I hear seven ten?” Rafe watches with a grin as the other two girls lower their paddles. “Deal for seven hundred. That concludes our auction. Bidders meet your prizes at the front to coordinate your dates. Thank you to all that donated. I believe we have succeeded in our goal of the night.” Rafe doesn’t really hear much after as he casually rushes off the stage to find you. 

When he exits the room he sees you off to the side paying your donation and chatting with the lady. You turn around just to make eye contact with him. He starts to walk over to you with a grin as you stay still. Looking around you head closer to the doors so you aren’t blocking the way. His hand finds your biceps guiding you outside away from everyone. “Well isn’t this a surprise.” You blush, fiddling with the book in your hands to distract yourself. Letting out a chuckle you try to calm your nerves. “I did ask if you were going to be going up.” The two of you start to walk towards the ice rink not really knowing where you are going. 

“Yeah but you weren’t bidding.” You shrug and look at the sky to count the stars. “Didn’t want them to think I was competition.” Looking over at you — you send a smile causing you to wrinkle your nose. “But you are.” It’s not really a question, just a silent statement left in the air. You stop in front of the building holding the ice rinks. Staring at the building you bite your lower lip as you think. “I know what I want to do for our date.” The words are soft as you try to get more confident in the idea. “I want you to teach me how to skate.” He looks back at the doors and then at you.

It was a no brainer. 

He grabs your hand, walking backwards he leads you into the building. “Come on. We get access to the rink after hours.” Your eyes are wide as you look behind you and then around the halls as you pass rooms. “Are you sure we won’t get in trouble?” Rafe keeps walking until he reaches a door and opens it. Inside is a bunch of skates and some equipment. “Even if we do, they won’t do anything. Now find your size.” You roll your eyes as you look at the rows of skates. The light in the room flickers as the yellow glow barely lights the room. You place your book down on a table as you try on a skate to see if it fits. 

Rafe takes a few steps and looks at the cover. ‘Pucking Around’ He chuckles at the name thinking it’s stupid. You put the skate back, having to find a slightly smaller size so he takes the opportunity to look the book up. He pulls out his phone and reads the description. For a moment he has a hard time processing what he just read. There’s no way that you are reading that book. His eyes flicker up to you to see you bent over as you put your shoes back on and grab the skates you will use. His pants get a bit harder at the sight of your ass mix with the thought of that book.

Shit what are you hiding from everyone?

The two of you head over to the rink and sit on the bench to put your skates on. “So why skating?” His eyes look at the book next to you and then at you. Glancing up you give him a confused look. “Huh?” He finishes his laces and then pulls your foot over to lace your skates. “Why is our date me teaching you how to skate? Not complaining or anything, just curious.” Your face flushes. “Oh I want to learn how to skate. Plus I like hockey.” A smirk plays on Rafe’s face as he imagines how much you like the sport.

“Yeah? What ‘s your favorite team?” Your face lights up a bit. “Bruins. Sucks that they traded their captian last minute and fucked up the team even more. Their season was already over before the trade but it was such a bad choice.” You go off a little bit more on the team's states overall. “Imagine my horror when they didn’t even make the playoffs this season. It just feels unnatural.” You were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn’t even realize you were on the ice.

Looking down you almost panic and slip but Rafe catches you. “Keep going. I’m interested in what you think they should have done.” You huff as he skates backwards to help you get the hang of everything. “So many things. First, don't get rid of the captain that everyone loves and makes the team I don’t know. Next not trying to be rude but many of the players suck and they could easily trade them for better players. Why keep people who are not improving.” In time you get the hang of the motion and Rafe lets go of you.

Well only to skate next to you and hold your hand. The two of you go one to talk about different teams and players. “Didn’t take you for a hockey fan.” He nudges you which was a bad idea as he had to stop you from falling. You giggle as you hold onto him to stabilize yourself. “My dad and I watch it all of the time. We go to games from time to time.” Your smile catches Rafe’s attention. He can’t pull his gaze away from it which almost makes the two of you crash into the wall. “Jesus, I thought you were good at this.” You push him lightly. 

He laughs and skates towards you. You squeal as he catches you in his arms and skates around. Lightly you hit his back trying to get him to put you down. “Rafe put me down.” He does a spin and skates backwards with you thrown over his shoulder. “Nope trying to show you how good I am.” You laugh as he lowers you down and grabs your hands to skate with you. “Trust me I never doubted that.” His pants got a bit tighter again. Pulling you in, Rafe cups the side of your face. “How about next, we do something you like.” 

You tilt your head further into his hand with a curious look. “Like?” Rafe stops the two of you in front of the exist where all of your stuff is. He helps you out of the rink, leading you to the bench. “Thinking that we can read this book together.” Your eyes widen when he reaches for it and you try to stop him. Not being fast enough he opened the book up to the page to have a red tab on. Like a slow motion film you watch as his mouth drops open and his eyes practically bulge out of his face. “Holy shit.” You try to grab the book again but he raises it over his head with a tilt so he can still read it.

Subconsciously he reaches for the tent in his, tugging at it to relieve the tension. You groan and hide your face so you don’t have to look at him. “You like this shit?” Turning around you stumble as you try to get away only to be stopped. “Look at me.” Moving your gaze to him you see that his pupils are dilated. “If that was me and you, I wouldn’t hesitate to bend you over that counter either. I’d fuck you until you forgot your name and all you could feel was me.” You moan at the thought and take a step forward. “Yeah?” Your voice rasps out. “What else do you like in this book?”

Without speaking you take the book and open up another red tabbed page. Handing it over to him, you play with the hem of his shirt. “The four of them all fuck in the shower. Something about it is just hot to me. The way they all just want to be with each other.” Rafe’s chest rises and falls with each breath as he continues to read the pages. Lowering the book he looks at you with some sort of look. You hold your breath waiting for what he’s going to do next. “You want to feel that?” You nod your head.

His lips crash onto yours—sucking the air from your lungs. Shit he’s a good kisser. His hands find your waist to pull you in. His fingertips sneak their way under your shirt to graze your skin. Taking a step back he guides you, helping you walk on skates without breaking the kiss. Not being able to take it anymore he slams you against the wall outside of the locker room. His thigh prys its way between your, giving you the perfect place to grind yourself one. His hands roam your body as you find the back of his head to pull on his hair.

Both of you stand there for a moment enjoying each other. His kisses move to your neck and leave light hickies on there. You moan and pull his hair again when he pinches one of your nipples. “Shit Rafe.” Breaking away from you he takes a deep breaths while resting his forehead on yours. He pulls you into the locker room. Stopping you two, take off your skates and you look around. “Never been in the locker room.” He lifts you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist. “I’ll show you after.” He kisses you again making you forget about where you are.

Shit this is like a dream come true.

Your back hits cold tile making you arch your back. Your chest pushes against his and you accidentally grind into him. He pulls away for a second. “Take your clothes off.” He lets go of you so you can undress as he does the same. You rush to take your clothes off, handing them to him so he can put them away.When he walks back you take in a good look at him. He’s tall and muscular in a buff way. By the way he’s looking at you, he’s doing the same. When he reaches you, he turns on the water. The steam automatically fills the room. Rafe stares down at you, his thumb playing with your bottom lip.

Taking matters in your own hands, you grab his dick giving it a tug. You spit on the tip before you start to jerk him off. “Did you learn that in your books?” You laugh as he nibbles on your collar bone. “Learned a lot of things. My ex used to love it.” The mention of an ex pisses him off and he picks you up. He positions you so that when he thrust he teases your clit. Each thrust teased the both of you over and over again. Rafe played with your nipples as he kissed every inch of your skin.

“Looks like I’m lucky. Got the perfect little slut all to myself.” You moan and lift your hips trying to catch him with your entrance. You’re dying to feel him. “Rafe, please.” Using his arm around your waist, he lifts you as he positions himself at your entrance. Loud moans echo on the walls as he fills you up with each inch of himself. He is big, stretching you more than you ever have been. His thrusts are hard and fast. You’re pressed against the wall with Rafe’s hand right next to your head. Hise lips are so close to yours that you can taste his breath.

Opening his eyes he looks into yours. Water droplets fall from his hair onto his nose. Fuck he looks so good right now. You moan at just the sight of him, throwing your head back a little too hard. He cradles your head bringing you in to kiss your forehead. “You okay?” You moan in response and nod your head. “Yes. Oh fuck yes!” Rafe’s lips are back on your in an instant biting your lip hard. The waterfalls around the two of you hitting Rafe’s back making it red from the heat. Your nails scrap down his back when your orgasm builds.

“That’s it baby. Cum for me.” 

Your body spasms when you finally cum. Rafe buries his head in your shoulder biting the flesh when he starts to cum. His moans are muffled but you can still hear them. He kisses up your neck when he starts to come down. “Fuck you’re amazing.” You giggle and grab his face so you can kiss him. Slowly he pulls out, placing you on the floor so you two can wash up. Just then the door to the showers opened up. “Jesus Christ Rafe I said no sleeping with the bidders.” Rafe covers your body as the coach tries to leave the room with his eyes closed. He looks down at you and steals a quick kiss. 

“Sorry coach. Just couldn’t help myself.”

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yes please

hiii can you do a story where the reader and rafe have been flirting and sexting for years but they’re relationship is extremely toxic (nate jacobs vibes) when they see eachother at a party they go home together and fuck hard hihi lol :)

YES! Sorry this took so long! 😢

✧ 𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚈𝚘𝚞, 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

✧ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 (𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚢)

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

Rafe 7:07pm: I can’t wait to you in that little black dress. I can’t wait to fuck you in it more.

You 7:09pm: You really wanna fuck me baby? Please, like you’d even bother to be near me when we get there.

Rafe 7:10pm: Come on you know it’s not like that. My friends keep me busy baby. U know you’re my girl.

You 7:11pm: See you there loverboy.

You arrive at the part around 9. By 9:30 you’re about 5 drinks deep. Still no sign of Rafe. You’re not shocked. Your friends keep you distracted so you were ok for now. But him being a let down yet again lingered in the back of your mind.

You spotted him later. A coating of coke dusted his nostril. None of the fucking morons he surrounded himself with, couldn’t even be bothered to tell him how stupid he looks. A girl standing a little too close to him, hand on his back rubbing it, the same way you do when he’s laying against your chest in bed.

Rafe 10:25pm: You look really fucking sexy. Just like I knew you would in that dress baby.

You roll your eyes and set your phone back down. You know he saw you do that but you couldn’t care less. Two can play his game. One he’s played a little too long. You want to show him that you won’t be walked all over anymore. Fuck him.

The perfect plan fell right into your lap as a somewhat handsome guy walked over to you while you sat and nursed your drink. He kept asking you questions that you half answered, but he still stayed around. Finally, you downed your drink, pulling him to the dance floor.

You sway your hips to the music, leaning into the guy, whose name you don’t care to remember. Your friends cheer you on. From the corner of your eye, you see Rafe. Rafe is silently seething. Looks like you beat him at his game.

He’s never once’s paraded you around like he claimed he would. You just wanted to be the girl on his arm at a party. But instead it’s some washed up looking coke head that probably paid him too little for the drugs but boosted his ego. Still with how shitty he treated you, why did doing this to him hurt?

Rafe pushed his way through the crowded room. Shoving what’s his name off of you before dragging you out of the party by a tight grip on your arm. He threw you in his car, despite you telling him to let go, making his way to his house.

When he got you up to his room, you broke through the door, lips glued to each others. he shoved you against the dresser. “You like fucking with me like at? Think it’s cute?”

“The way you treat me like shit all the time. Why not?”

He laughed. Not a fun light hearted laugh. A dark low one. One that meant you were in trouble. He opened his draw and a glimmer of metallic caught your eye. Rafe pulled out his gun and say it in the dresser next you. He’d never use it on you, but he wanted you aware of the power he’d always hold over you.

“You’re mine, and I don’t care what you have to say about it.”

His hand dropped, fingers grazed your inner thigh. He didn’t even have to tell, your legs spread on their own. He touched the fabric of your underwear, making you squirm. He placed a hand on your waist.

“You better not fucking move.”

His finger moved the lace out of the way. Jamming 2 inside you, knuckle deep, with no warning. You gasped but didn’t move. They curled just right. He knew exactly what you liked, that’s why you kept coming back for more.

You grasped the edge of the dresser for balance. He adds a third and plunges them in and out of you. He knows all your tells, so when your legs begin to shake he retracts and drags you to the bed.

“All fours baby. Told you I was gonna fuck you in that dress.”

He smacks your ass hard as you begin to crawl up, making you jump and lose balance giving him the perfect angle of you. He climbs up behind you, not bothering to undress. He grabs both of your arms and holds your wrists behind your back.

Your face is pressed into his duvet and your back is arch just right. He pulls your thong off with his free hand, releasing himself from his pants with the same one right after.

He coats his cock in your wetness before sliding in slowly. You hear him groan from the feeling. He takes his time building up the speed just to tease you. But before you know it he’s plowing into you.

You feel yourself getting closer, and Rafe knows it too the way your clenching down on him making it almost impossible for him to move. He slows his thrust as he leans down and whispers in your ear, “I’m really debating whether or not I should let you cum. After what you did tonight? I should cum all over this dress and throw you out of the house.”

“Rafe please.”

“You’re gonna have to do better than that.”

You found it hard to speak but you knew he’d really punish you like this. The only guy to ever get you to cum the way he can. He knew that and it strokes his ego. Again, he had way too much power over you. You sucked in a breath, and attempted to get the words out.

“Rafe please, I’ll be your good girl from now on. Please let me cum.”

“Yeah? We’ll have to work on that, but it’s cute you tried. I can give in this once.”

He picks up the pace again. Your arms are sore from being pulled back so tightly and your cheek is numb. Rafe’s hand comes up and slams hard on your ass again, the sound vibrating off his walls.

“Cum now if you want to at all. I don’t plan on being here all night.”

Against your own strength, your core tightens and you throw yourself against him with something that something that sounds like a shriek. You go limp in his grasp and he continues to move. Once he’s close, he flips you on your back and cums all over the top of your dress like he said.

“Marking my favorite piece of yours.”

He hops off the bed and changes into sweats. He tosses you a shirt and gets settled on his side of the bed as he waits for you to change. You don’t bother cleaning your dress, you know that’d make him mad. The humiliation of it drying over night would make his twisted mind happy. But, at the same time having you stay over cuddled up next to him would make him just as happy. No matter how fucked is he can be, you’re still his girl.

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[writingroom21]

Could u write a John b x Sarah Cameron x Fem! Reader??

Hi! Yes I would love nothing more 🥵

Just a lil blurb 🫶🏼

𝟸 + 𝚄 - 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙱 𝚡 𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚖+𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

You’re sprawled out on John B’s completely bare. John B has a tight hold on your ankles as Sarah circles the bed climbing over your face. She lowers onto you and you lay your tongue flat over her clit. She shudders above yoou throwing her head back.

John B comes in between your legs lining up to your entrance, never taking his eyes off from where you and Sarah are connected. In a split second he’s balls deep making you cry out. Your moans are muffled as Sarah presses herself against your mouth again. She slowly grinds on your tongue as John B thrusts into you harshly.

“Fuck that feels good.” Sarah cries above you as John B pulls her in for a kiss, never faulting his movement, getting you close.

Your legs shake around John Bs waist at the same time Sarah’s shake around your head. You move your tongue as quickly as you can between moans and pauses from how good his cock is stretching you out.

Sarah is the first to cum. Your face is wet from her orgasm. You lap up every ounce that spills from her, running her through her high. Your second to cum, the second John Bs thumb meets your clit you were a goner. It circles roughly as he thrusts deeply into.

Sarah gets off the beds standing at the edge as John B returns the favor, fucking you through that sweet high, slowly his motion as you come down.

He stands up pulling you by your ankles to the edge of the bed, sinking you down onto your knees. You and Sarah take turns deep throating his shaft before John B takes it into his own hand and begin pumping.

Sarah grabs you by the waist slam it as if she’s trying to hold you in place. You instinctively stare up at John B as his head rocks back with a guttural moan and he cums all over your face. On your lips, on your eyes, in your hair. Sarah wipes her finger across your cheeks and runs it down your tongue. “Make sure to get every drop, sweet girl.”

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[writingroom21]

Just thinking about hockey player Rafe who does an auction where he goes on a date with the highest bidder. Only to go on a date with a book worm whose obsessed with hockey romances

[writingroom21]

Girls On Film

pairing: pornstar!Rafe x pornstar!Reader

Summary: Running away from home to become a pornstar was never in your books. Having to move in with some asshole wan't in it either. Surely living in a house with someone you dislike can't be hard. It's just work, that's all it is. Right?

Warnings: Mentions of abuse (Just a slap), let me if I missed any

Wc:4.5K

Chapter 11: This is Home

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Twelve

Twelve videos play in the back of your mind like an endless movie. After lunch with Liz you went back to the house and pulled out your computer. It took a while but you eventually found the videos buried under his page. She was good. You fell down the rabbit hole of looking her up and you now know everything. She’s gone through three different hair colors: brunette, blue, and blonde. There are a lot of videos on her page but only twelve have Rafe in it. 

What could have happened within twelve video’s to blow everything up?

Every time you see him all you can picture is the way he was with her. You don’t know why you keep torturing yourself with it but you do. It’s like the videos are taunting you just sitting there to make your day worse. It’s gotten to the point where Rafe knows something is up but has been waiting for you to say something first. Which is never going to happen.

“You’ve been quiet recently.” The two of you are lying in bed not wanting to get up. Last night you went out with Amelia and her girlfriend. It was late when you had gotten back so waking up early was hard. “You’ve been chatty recently.” Rafe smiles at your comeback, letting out a little chuckle. Scooting closer, he lays his arm over your waist. “Compensating the fact you’ve been radio silent.” 

“Liz and I ran into Beth at lunch last week.” His fingers rub up and down your spine. You watch his face not really seeing a change. “Is that a new worker or something?” It doesn’t seem like he’s hiding anything. You’ve seen him lie before and he’s not that great at it. “No, an old one.” It took a moment but it finally clicked.

“Fuck is she coming back?” His fingers stop moving causing your heart rate to pick up. “Do you want her to come back?” There’s silence as you wait for your answer. Rafe uses his pointer and thumb to move your chin so you are looking at him. “Star, are you jealous?” A small smirk plays on his face but it’s not his usual one. You scoff and go to brush his hand away but he won’t let you.

“No, I don’t want her to come back.” When you still don’t look at him he shuffles closer. “I was happy when she left. She was practically obsessed with me to the point I was ready to leave. She just beat me to it.” Your eyes flicker to him. “Really?” Being so close to each other, you can see the flecks of gold in his eyes.

“At first it was cool but then she wanted to continue outside of filming.” You take a deep breath knowing where this goes. “Slept with her like three times before realizing that was a mistake. I called it off and she kind of went crazy. Then a month or two later she was gone so never had to worry about it again.” The two of you sit there for what feels like forever just looking at each other.

Your chest feels like it’s being crushed with each breath. “That must’ve sucked.” You flip onto your back so you stare at that ceiling trying to figure out what to say. “That’ll never happen with us, you know.” The bed dips beside you as Rafe sits up, leaning a bit to be in your view. “Yeah because you aren’t a psycho like her. That’s why I like you and why things are different.” He leans down, pressing a kiss to your lips.

You get lost in the feeling, letting the words sink in. Was he trying to tell you something or are you ready too much into it? When he pulls away you try to chase his lips but he gets up. Come on, we told Wheezie we would go out today and it’s already ten o’clock. You squeal as he pulls your legs making you lay on the edge of the bed. He pulls you up so you’re sitting and he’s between your legs. “You know Wheezie and the girl down the street became friends.”

Rafe kisses the side of your mouth moving along until he reaches your jaw. “She asked if Wheeze wanted to have a slumber party tonight.” You giggle when he kisses underneath your jaw. “Yeah? A house all to ourselves doesn’t sound bad.” You moan as he sucks lightly on your neck. He hums before kissing the spot right below your ear. “Gotta lot planned for you so hurry up.”

He leaves you on the bed and heads over to the bathroom. SItting there for a moment you collect yourself. So what if he slept with Beth because he’s right. Things are different and nothings going to change that.

“I want to go see the bamboo sharks.” Wheeze is slightly ahead of the two of you. She maneuvers her way around the sea of people kind of disappearing from view. “Well that didn’t take long.” Rafe wraps an arm around your shoulder pulling you close into his side. “Didn’t take her as a shark girl.” A bunch of kids run past the two of you, one of them bumping into your leg.

“Sorry about that. They're just super excited.” A woman you assume is their mum yells as she runs past you to catch up to them. “Gosh I could never have that many kids. I would lose my mind.” You watch as the mom struggles to group the five kids. “You want kids?” He moves you in front of him when you get to the interactive exhibit. 

Wheezie is off to the side with her hand in the water touching the little sharks as they swim by. “Maybe someday. I’d like to have some in the future but who knows.” You shrug off the thought, not sure on how to feel. “What about you?” You look over your shoulder to see him looking at the display in front of the two of you.

“I don’t know. Never really saw myself having kids. Plus I’d probably be shit father just like mine.” He means it. There’s an edge to his voice telling you he believes those words. “Then why did Wheeze run to you when things got bad?” He shifts his gaze to you, shocked by the question. “What?”

“If you were really as bad as him, she wouldn’t have come to you. To me that shows you’d be a good dad. Also all parents have their faults, no one’s perfect.” Without thinking he just kisses you. More like making out with you for a second before remembering where he was. “Sorry.” He mumbles on your lips before pulling back. You clear your throat and smile at the older lady who is definitely side eyeing the two of you.

Rafe starts walking the two of you closer to where Wheezie is standing. A flash of Beth’s baby attacks your memories. The kid must be around four or five months old. If you do the math she would have still been working at the company. Which means she was still sleeping with Rafe. “What if you found out you had a secret baby out there. Would that change things?”

Your eyes bulge out after you finish speaking. Fuck you need to really think before talking. “Why are you pregnant?” Your head swivels to look at him. He’s watching you with a goofy grin trying not to laugh. Shoving him lightly you shift your gaze back to the miniature reef. “I guess it would be different.” His fingers graze the back of your neck. 

Using his grip he turns you around. “Just know if it's a boy, his name is Rafe jr.” He laughs at his own joke making it even more stupid. “Whatever like that would ever happen.” You push him off of you causing him to chase after you. He speed walks trying not to trample kids as you walk further away from him. 

“Oh come one. Junior would be cute and we can take him here.” When he reaches you, he picks you up, moving the two of you slightly away from everyone. “We can tell him how you surprised me right here.” He’s fighting back laughter with each word. “You’re so dumb just forget I said anything.” You giggle out as you roll your eyes. 

“Hey you were the one asking weird questions. You okay?” His left hand raises to your face. He cups your cheek letting his thumb stroke the skin. Maybe you’re over thinking everything. Yeah that’s exactly what you are doing. “I’m good. Just think junior really wants to see the jelly fish.” A grin spreads across his face and he shakes his head. “Look who’s the dumb one now.”

He brings you back over to where Wheezie is. “Come on, give the kids a chance.” The teenage girl huffs as she retracts her hands from the water. She wipes them off on her jeans before linking an arm through yours. “Fine but I think we should look at the seals.” She tries to drag you all there but Rafe redirects her to the tanks that have jellyfish. 

“Sorry kid, making a pitstop first.”

The three of you go around looking at all of the animals there. Wheezie throws out random facts and Rafe throws out some of his own. “Since when were you a marine biologist?” The tips of Rafe’s ears become red. He clears his throat and slows down his pace. Wheezie walks ahead of the two of you – giving you both privacy without realizing. 

“Uh, I liked the ocean when I was a kid. We had the marsh behind our house and I was always in it.” He places his hands in his pockets. In a way he looks like he’s trying to hide himself. “I used to read a lot of books about the ocean. Then whenever Wheeze or Sarah were upset I’d list off facts.” You smile at the mental image.

The picture of little Rafe comforting his younger sister with facts is sweet. “As Wheezie got older we bonded over it. Kinda our thing.” Who is this guy? You look over to Wheezie that's looking at the large wall of glass. She looks over at the two of you, giving you a smile before looking back. “I can go look around so you too get some time alone.”

Rafe turns you so you are looking at him. “Nah we like you around. Also it gets boring telling facts to someone who already knows.” You push his shoulder lightly but he catches your hand. Using his grip he pulls you closer, wrapping an arm around your waist. He looks at your lips and then back up to your eyes. 

“Are you going to kiss?” 

The two of you look to the right to see a little boy next to you. “My mommy and daddy kiss all the time.” He walks a little closer and you two step away from each other. “My name is Zack. You know my dad looks at my mom like that.” You two share a look of confusion. “Is she your girlfriend?” His little eyes stare up at the both of you with some type of look. 

“She is.” Zack smiles and gives Rafe a thumbs up. “She’s really pretty. You did a good job.” Rafe smiles and grabs your hand to give it a kiss. “She’s the best.” The little boy looks over his shoulder and points to a couple with a baby. “I should go. It’s my sister Emma’s first time here.” He runs off, waving as he trips over his foot. “I’m okay! Bye!” 

Rafe starts to walk off, saying something about Zack being adorable. But all you can think about is he said yes. He said that you were his girlfriend. The rest of the day you try to ignore the anxious nagging feeling in your stomach. He definitely said it to please the boy. Let’s face it Rafe doesn’t want anything serious. Which is totally fine.

“What do you want?” Rafe snaps you out of your thoughts and you look over at him. “What?” Does he know how you’re feeling? Then you realize you are already at the drive through. “Um the number seven with a dr.pepper.” Wheezie stumbles out her order before closing her eyes again. After the aquarium you all went walking around and looked at the shops that were around. Guess it must have tired her out.

The food comes out soon and you are on the road again. You all eat in silence while the radio softly plays music. The burger you had is soon gone and you are picking at the last of your fries. “I had fun today.” You look at Rafe and can see Wheezie sleeping in the back from the corner of your eye. “Me too.” His right hand reaches over the center counsel to hold your hand. A lump forms in your throat that you try to drown with dr.pepper. 

“I meant what I said to that kid, star. You’re mine.” Your eyes widen a bit and you look back to make sure Wheeze is still sleeping. “Rafe.” He cuts you off before you could keep speaking. “I like what we have. Everything feels different with you. I don't know how to explain it.” His hand squeezes yours a little tighter. “I get it.” Rafe spares you a glance before looking back at the road. 

“You do?” You nod your head before realizing he can’t see. Taking a deep breath you look at the road ahead of you. “Everything feels easy like it should be happening. It’s how I feel.” Rafe grins and kisses your hand. “So we’re on the same page?” You agree while trying to suppress a smile. “Yes we are.” You thought it would be weird if your feelings changed.

At first you thought Rafe was just some shallow guy. But now you see him way differently. He’s sweet when he wants to be. He makes you feel safe and seen, which is something that hasn’t happened in a long time. The car rolls to a stop at a red light and you take the opportunity. You grab the collar of his shirt and bring him in for a kiss. He gives in, kissing you harder and getting lost in it. The car behind you honks and you see that the light had turned green.

He drives the rest of the way home. You both chat about random things, mostly you begging him to tell you ocean facts. Wheezie wakes up right before you get home, joining in to tell you something about sharks. As Rafe is pulling up to the house you can see a car parked in the driveway. Wheezie sits up more, leaning forward to get a good look. “Isn’t that dad’s car?”

Her voice shakes as she speaks. Rafe doesn’t say anything as he parks and gets out of the car. You follow along and hand Wheeze the keys so she can go inside. She starts to walk to the door but the driver side door of the other car opens. “Honey pack your things and get in the car.”

Ward steps out trying to make his way over to his youngest child. Rafe gets in front of him to block his dad from walking closer. You walk over to where Rafe is not knowing what you should do. “Get inside the house.” Rafe doesn’t take his eyes off the older man as he speaks. “Your sister isn’t staying here. I let her throw her tantrum and now she needs to come home.” Wheezie stays at the front entrance watching what is unfolding in front of the two of you. 

“She doesn’t want to go with you. I’m not letting you take her.” Ward laughs, shaking his head while his hand runs through his beard. His hands rest on his hips as he looks back at Rafe. “You really think I’m going to let her keep staying here. A whore and a junkie, what a great example.” In a flash Rafe had his dad pressed against his car. Rafe’s hand rests on Ward's neck and his left hand is pointed at him.

“Talk about her like that again I fucking dare you.” You rush over trying to separate the two but Rafe doesn’t budge. “You’re a fuck up too. The only kid that is still around only tolerates you because you’re such a piece of shit. We’re screw ups because you’re one.” Ward’s nostrils flare and his eyes look cold. “I’ll call the cops. She’s still a minor and I can say you kidnapped her.” Your eyes widen as you look between the two of them.

“Rafe just let him go.” He listens but doesn’t back away. Ward takes a few deep breaths and clears his throat. “Dad hit me before I left. That’s why I came here.” All heads whip over to look at Wheezie who has tears in her eyes. “He was yelling at me over my grades, comparing me to Sarah. I yelled back and that’s when he hit me. All because I got one C.” Ward looks more pissed and he tries to take a step forward.

“That’s enough.” Rafe slams his dad back into the car. Ward tries to fight back but Rafe slams him into it again even harder. “You have two options. One I call the cops and I ruin your precious reputation. Or the smart option, you get the fuck out.” Rafe grabs Ward’s face moving it around lightly in a mocking way. “But I promise you the next time I see you I’ll make you regret it. Stay the hell away from Wheezie and don’t ever come around us again.”

Rafe backs away and grabs your hand to drag you into the house. When the door is locked he lets go of your hand and walks down the hall. You look out the window watching as Ward kicks his tires. He takes his phone out and calls someone. You can see him talking loudly before getting into the car. The black truck pulls out the driveway. 

Tears well in your eyes imagining how scared Wheezie must have felt. You walk down the halls and find your old bedroom door. Pressing your ears against the door you can hear Rafe talking to her lightly. Taking a step back you sit down right across the hall waiting until the door opens. You don’t want to interrupt them and you think she really needs her brother. 

After a while you hear footsteps and the door opens. Rafe steps out and quickly shuts the door behind him. “She’s sleeping.” You nod your head and look up at him. His eyes are rimmed with a crimson color. “I shouldn’t have left.” You rush to get up and embrace him in a hug. His arms wrap around your waist squeezing you tightly to him. “This wouldn’t have happened if I was still there.” He lets out a little sob, burying his head in your shoulder.

Slowly you help him find his room and lay down in the bed. He holds you close to him, running his fingers up and down your arm. “I shouldn’t have left.” You take a deep breath before speaking. “Would you have been happy if you stayed?” He laughs a little and answers no. “I would probably be dead by now if I stayed.” He goes quiet for a little.

“Was in the wrong crowd back home. Funny enough but Jared kinda saved me with this job.” Thinking back to it they have always seemed close. Sure he had Topper and Kelce but Jared was also the closest friend you’ve seen Rafe have. Which isn’t that weird because you have Liz. “I get what you mean. If it wasn’t for Liz I probably wouldn’t be here too.”

Rafe starts to chuckle. The bed shakes as he starts to laugh harder. “Kind of funny how similar we are. Our family fucking sucks.” He starts laughing again. When you think about it — yeah you two are similar. “It’s a good thing we got each other.” You look over to see his reaction but he catches you off guard with a kiss. “Definitely a good thing.”

For at least another hour the two of you talk about anything that comes to mind. You fell asleep first while talking about the time your grandmother took you to antique shopping for your birthday. Rafe layed there for a few more moments just watching you sleep. His left hand pushes a bit of hair that fell onto your face. Your nose twitches lightly when a strand of hair brushes against it. “Please don’t leave me.” He whispers to no one but himself — hoping that some deity would grant him at least that.

His eyes fight him to close and he slips off into sleep alongside you. The next morning he wakes up to you snuggled into his side and Wheezie behind you. He moves around a little which causes you to wake up. “She came in during the middle of the night. Told her she could stay.” He kisses the top of your head and mumbles an ‘okay’.

Birds are chirping in the tree outside the window. Normally they piss him off but today it’s not that bad. Closing his eyes, he tries to soak in this feeling of calmness. There’s loud knocking coming from down the hall. It’s probably a neighbor so Rafe just ignores it but the knocks keep coming. With a groan he gets up, telling you to stay here as he handles it.

He rubs his eyes as he walks down the hall and opens the front door. Sarah stands there with an angry expression. Behind her is John B with the rest of their friends. “What the hell are you doing?” He questions as Sarah bulldozes past him and the rest follow her. “Wheezie! Where are you?” John B gets up in his face, pushing him backwards and away from Sarah. 

“Come on Wheezie. You can leave your things, we’re going home.” Rafe stands up a bit taller now. “She’s not going anywhere near that house again.” John B pushes him again. This time punching him in the gut. “You can’t keep her locked up, man. Sneaking into the house to take her away was low.” Rafe is coughing, catching his breath from the punch.

He looks up at the sound of soft footsteps to see you with a look of horror on your face. “Rafe, are you okay?” Your eyes look around the room to see everyone. “Where’s Wheezie?” Sarah tries to get past you but you block her. “Sleeping and that's how it’s going to stay.” Sarah stares at you and narrows her eyes. It’s cute how she’s trying to act intimidating when she’s really not.

“You’re not her sister.” You audibly laugh which makes her look even more mad. “Well at least I’m not the one dragging her back to a house where someone hits her. If you really cared about her you wouldn’t bring her back.” She looks shocked by what you say. Based on how John B let’s go of Rafe, so is he. The other four stand there awkwardly not knowing what to do.

“That’s really low. Lying is going to save you from what the two of you did.” Wheezie pops up next to you, it seems that she was woken up due to all of the noise. “Isn’t he the same guy who choked you after attempting to kidnap you. It’s real when it happens to you but not when it’s me.” Sarah takes a step back at her younger sister's words. 

“News flash Sarah not everything is about you. We get it, you’re perfect and the rest of us live in your shadow. I’m not going back there.” Wheezie wipes tears from her cheeks as she keeps going. “Just go back to dad like we know you will. As long as he has his favorite kid he doesn’t need Rafe or I.” Sarah takes a step forward and reaches out to her.

On instinct you step in front of Wheezie and she hides behind you. Without saying a word you turn around and usher the young girl away from the mess in the front. You locked the both of you in her room and comforted her as she cried.

Rafe waits until you two are in the room before moving past John B. He stands in front of Sarah grabbing her shoulders to get her attention. “Listen, she didn’t mean most of what she said. She’s angry right now.” Sarah looks at her brother with tears in her eyes. “She hates me just like you.” She whispers it as her breathing gets harder. Tears start to roll off her cheeks and her lips quiver. 

“Hey it’s going to be okay.” John B places her hand on her back making her jump. She starts to hyperventilate as more tears flow freely. “Did you know jellyfish are older than sharks and dinosaurs?” Rafe speaks without thinking but it grabs Sarah’s attention. She looks at him with childlike eyes. “What does that have to do with any of this?” Kiara tries to argue but Rafe ignores her.

“They are over six hundred and fifty years old. Pretty cool if you think about it since everyone always thinks of the megalodon.” The group stares at Rafe like he has six heads. This is random behavior for him and they are all confused. But then there’s Sarah. His baby sister was staring at him with the same eyes she had as a child. The same ones that stared back at him with hatred. “We don’t hate you. I can’t hate you Sar.” A tear falls from her right cheek.

For a moment he thinks she’s just going to walk away but she hugs him. He doesn’t know what to do for a moment but his brain finally catches up. Wrapping his arms around her, he squeezes her tight to him. The rest of the group gives each other looks and starts to slowly back away. Sarah breaks the hug first, wiping the tears from her face. Rafe clears his throat and speaks. “I’m not letting her go back there.”

Sarah just nods her head in silent agreement. She heads over to the door grabbing John B’s hand for comfort. Just when she’s about to walk out the door she turns around to look at Rafe. “I don’t hate you either.” Rafe stands there alone feeling more than he’s felt in a long time. Heading over to Wheezie’s room he opened the door a crack to see you both talking.

The way you listen to her as you brush your hair makes his heart squeeze. Your eyes make contact and you smile at him and he returns it. He feels an urge to kiss you deeply in this exact moment. He can’t explain why but deep down he knows.

He’s fucked.

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Pay Up

This is the second part to this story

Pairings: stepbrother!rafe x stepsister!reader x dealer!Barry

Summary: Barry is itching for a taste of what he missed out on last time. Seeing the two of you dance around the incident makes him take matters in his own hands

Warnings: 18+, smut, cum eating, unprotected sex, creameries, let me know if I missed any

Wc: 3.2K

“Yo country club!”

Three words just stopped Rafe dead in his tracks. It’s been three weeks since he’s last seen Barry. Three weeks of him not being able to talk to you. It’s been torture walking past you in the house. So close to touching and tasting you again. Then the shame sets in when he realizes you technically are siblings.

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me.” The brunette man catches up, slapping his shoulder in the process. “Where’s our little bunny?” Rafe eyes him as he looks around for you. There’s a sea of people surrounding the two of them as the party is in full swing. Heavy bass from the music pounds his ears. “Don't know.” He’s not lying, he’s not even sure that you’re here. His feet pick back up and the other man follows. 

Rafe shoves some guy out of his way causing the guy to spill his beer. “What the fuck dude.” The guy keeps shouting but the noise is drowned out as he keeps walking. When he gets in the kitchen, he pours himself some whiskey before downing it. Only to repeat it two more times. “She looked pretty cozy with that pogue.” The glass slams down harder than expected. “Whoa relax, it’s just Milo. Not like she’s going to fuck him in front of everyone.” Flashback to three weeks ago played in his mind.

Barry takes a step closer. “Well ya never know. Seemed like she liked it last time.” Rafe’s practically towering over the shorter guy. But not even the height difference or the fact that Rafe looks like he’s about to kill him will make him stop. A few weeks ago was just a taste – a way for him to test the waters. The two of you already fucked and definitely seemed to enjoy it. All he needed was for it to happen again. 

“Talk about her like that again and I’ll kill you.” Both of them knew it was a threat. Barry had to play his cards right or else he might actually end up in a ditch. Waving the red flag, Barry raises his hands and backs away. “Aight just thought you should know.” Rafe storms out of the room to see you chatting it up with Milo. You’re sitting on that guy’s lap on the couch in the corner. If you were any closer he would think the two of you were making out. 

Some random girl walks up to him offering a red solo cup. “Hey I’m Macey.” His attention goes to the strawberry blonde with green eyes. She’ll do. With a smirk he takes the cup, taking a sip and leaning in close. “Rafe.” She smiles up at him, taking a step closer. “You know I’ve been watching you all night. Crazy how there’s not a girl hanging off your arm.” Her fingers walk themselves up his arm. He tries not to roll his eyes. “Was waiting for you to finally get the courage to talk to me.” Her eyes light up at his words. God she’s a little too easy.

From the kitchen, Barry can see the way your eyes are tracked to the scene in front of you. A darkness flashes over your features as you watch Rafe and that girl flirt. Barry knew when he ran into you earlier his plan was playing out perfectly.

“Shit sorry.” Your sweet voice fills Barry’s ears, making him smile. “No worries mama.” You froze at the sight of him. “Barry I-” Your eyes flash to every other face or wall around. Anywhere so you didn’t have to look at him. “Don’t get shy around me now. It’s not a big deal.” Your eyes furrow. Not a big deal? You slept with your stepbrother… that’s a huge deal. “Besides, it's not like Rafe and I care.” 

The way your head swirls to look at him is comical. There’s a flash of betrayal but you mask it well. “Excuse me?’ You take a step back when Barry comes closer. “Well we both talked about it and agreed it was nothing, ya know.” He shrugs and raises a hand to play with the ends of your hair. “You were just there. Just sucks I never got my turn.” The fabric of your shirt rubs against your chest with each deep breath. His eyes are staring into your eyes in a way that makes your legs clench. “Well gonna go find some customers.” 

You and Rafe try to ignore the other for the rest of the night. Milo has had his hands all over you the whole night. Barry may have messed up because the two of you are definitely leaving with other people. Rafe had disappeared with the strawberry blonde a while ago and you are practically dry humping Milo. Shit. Barry needs to think of something before it’s too late. It only took a few minutes before the perfect opportunity came up.

Milo walked to the bathroom leaving you all alone on the couch. Walking over to you, he takes out a baggie of weed. “Yo bunny.” Your head springs up a quick flash of disappointment crossing your face before you school it. “What do you want?” He tosses the bag at you. “Give that to Rafe for me. He ran off with that girl upstairs and I need to make some runs.” Your eyes flicker to the top of the stairs and back to him. “He went up there with her?” He fights off a smile and just nods.

“Saw them go up a few minutes ago.” Your eyes are stuck at the top of the stairs so he just slowly backs away. When you realize he’s gone you slowly make your way to the stairs. Are you really about to do this? Barry smiles widely watching you go up the stairs from his place by the back door. “Where is she going?” Rafe’s voice sounds off right behind him. Perfect timing. Turning around, Barry gives him a blank look. 

“Probably going up there with Milo. How the hell am I supposed to know? I’m not her keeper.” Rafe isn’t paying attention anymore. He’s off before you can even disappear into the hallway upstairs. Taking two steps at a time, he reaches the top of the stairs when you are about to look in the first door. Rushing over to you, Rafe grabs your upper arm and shoves you into the room that's empty. A squeal comes from you and you try to fight him off until you see who it was. “Rafe?” The room is small with a tv and a couch not really anything else besides the wall decorations. “What, looking for your little boy toy?”

You scoff pushing his hand off of your arm. “You’re one to talk. Where’s the redhead attached to your arm?” A small twinkle floats in your eyes. “You sound jealous. What, you don’t want me seeing anyone else?” The music from the party gets a bit louder and there are some shouts. He falters due to the noise and you take the chance to break free. Moving your arm, you try to walk around him but he’s faster than you. Pushing you up against the wall by your throat.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” There's not much to your defense because he’s so close to you. His eyes watch you the same way they did that night. The way he’s always looked at you. His other hand moves the stray piece of hair from your eyes. “Or were you looking for Milo just to piss me off?” A smirk plays on your lips. “Are you jealous, Rafey?” Your hands go to play at the edge of his shirt. He takes a step closer invading your space. There’s barely a gap between your lips. “Yes.” His lips brush against yours teasing you with each movement. “Your mine bunny got it.” 

Your eyes stare into his not finding any hints of a joke. “All yours.” In a flash his lips crash onto yours. The taste of whiskey and weed infiltrate your mouth. Fuck he tastes so good. His body pressing you harder against the wall. His right knee sneaks its way in between your thighs. “Be a good bunny and hump my leg.” You moan as your hips start to move. Your flesh rubs against the ruff fabric, loving the way it starts to burn. Rafe starts to kiss your neck, his hands finding your waist to help guide your pace. 

“Oh fuck.” You let out softly as your panties create a friction against your clit that causes your eyes to roll back. “Been making me wait weeks and you were ready to give it all to some loser. Gotta teach you a lesson.” He smacks the side of your thigh before lifting it around his waist. You let out a breathy laugh. “Don’t act like it meant something.” He stops your movements back slightly away from you. He grips your cheeks forcing your eyes open. 

Rafe towers over you with a death glare. “The fuck did you just say?” Your gaze flickers between his eyes and then his mouth. “That’s what you said right? I’m okay with it so get back to work.” His grip on your cheeks gets tighter, hard enough to probably leave a bruise. “I don’t know where the fuck you heard that. But let me make one thing clear if it didn’t happen then it would have happened eventually. We always come back to this.” He’s right. No matter what happened it was always you and Rafe. Stolen glances and touches. Quiet nights under the stars as you fight whatever connection you share. 

Someone clears their throat by the door snapping your attention to them. Standing there with a smug smile and his phone recording is Barry. “I told her that you said it was nothing. Just like I said she was coming up here with that dumbass.” He has the audacity to laugh as you and Rafe stand there frozen. The phone finds its way into his back pocket again. “Honestly, it wasn't that hard to get you two here. Just surprised it took both of you like all night.” Rafe steps away from you, heading over to where Barry stood. With only a few steps in between them Barry sticks a hand out to stop him. “Don’t think I won’t send it to your dad. Would love to see the smug rich face fall when he realizes you’re fucking your sister.” 

That stops Rafe from punching him like he so wants to. “I’m not his sister.” Your voice catches both of their attention. “So what if you show him? We aren’t related and my mom is one more incident away from leaving with half of his money.” You step right next to Rafe with your head held high. “Go for it I dare you.” The challenge has your eyes sparkling and Barry can’t help but to lick his lips. “Oh bunny but it affects Rafe. He’ll be cut off and where do you think you’ll be after that.”

Rafe shoves Barry a bit, blocking you from him. “Delete the fucking video.” Barry’s head tilts to the side as he considers what Rafe is saying. Your eyes meet his begging him to just do as Rafe says. “Fuck her and I will.” Shuffling around he pulls the phone out and places it on the dresser. “You’re fucking-” “okay.” Rafe’s head whips around to look at you. Taking a step closer you grab his hand pulling Rafe closer to you. His eyes scan your face before looking back at Barry who is now standing in a corner watching. “It’s okay.”

Rafe’s face relaxes when he realizes you’re okay with this. In an instant he’s kissing you, devouring any taste of you he can get. You match his intensity, pulling him even closer to the point the kiss is mostly teeth. Rafe walks you backwards, pushing you onto the bed. He unbuckles his belt and the button to his jeans. Kneeling on the bed he looms over you as he helps peel your shorts and shirt off of you. His lips find the flesh of your stomach leaving kisses as he moves his way up. When he reaches your bra he bites the fabric pulling it down to expose your nipple. 

The rosey bud is stiff as he blows air onto it before sucking it into his mouth. His right hand skims your side, slowly moving until it finds its way in your panties. You let out a light moan when his middle finger toys with your clit. “Is she wet?” Barry’s voice almost startles you as you kind of forgot he was there. Rafe detaches himself from your nipple for a moment. “Soaked.” Barry lets out a groan, his eyes closing as he squeezes his dick over his pants. Without really thinking the next words fly out of your mouth. “Take your pants off.” Rafe is shuffling his pants off in a flash while leaving hickies all over your chest.

When Barry doesn’t move you repeat the words. This time Rafe pulls back fully and sinks his fingers into your tight pussy. “Jesus, having me isn’t enough? Bet you’d like having him fuck you too.” He laughs when you moan and clench around his fingers. He pumps his fingers harder, having the palm of his hand rub your clit. Moving back to his original position, Rafe moves a hand behind you to unhook your bra. “Go on, bunny give him a show.” His lips move down kissing every inch of your body as your back arches. 

You help take your panties off giving him full access to you. His lips enclose your clit, licking and sucking it like a starving man. Which he was. Not having you these weeks has been torture driving him mad. You start to play with your nipples, pinching them harder as your orgasm creeps up. Rafe curls his fingers, nudging your g-spot over and over again until you finally snap. Your back arches and you moan loudly. “Fuck Rafe right there. Don’t stop.” Rafe keeps pumping until your breathing comes back to normal. Retracting his hand he gives your hip a kiss before taking his boxers down.

Getting on your elbows you watch as Rafe lines himself up and pushes in. Your head lulls back in between your shoulder blades for a moment. Rafe starts to thrust in and out holding your hip tight enough to leave a bruise. Your head lifts up, making eye contact with Barry just over Rafe’s shoulder. Again without thinking you speak. “Barry.” He takes a small step with a smile. “Yeah bunny.” Rafe kisses your neck, nipping along the skin. “Come here.” Rafe stalls for a moment then picks up his pace. 

Barry makes his way over to the bed sitting right next to you. The two men take a second to look at each other. Communicating something that you just don’t quite understand. “Open your mouth.” Barry’s words send shivers down your spine but you don’t move. Rafe delivers a hard thrust before gripping your cheeks to force your mouth open. “Show Barry how much you want this.” With the permission you were looking for you do just as you were told. The tip of Barry’s dick hits the back of your throat making you slightly gag. The both of them take turns thrusting into you. At some point you don’t even remember why you came up here in the first place. 

Rafe bites your shoulder hard as his thrust grows more frantic. “Gonna cum.” He lets out right before filling you up. You moan around Barry’s dick as you cum along with Rafe, the vibrations making him moan as well. Barry pulls back watching you catch your breath as Rafe lays down on the side of you while rubbing your arm. Confused, you watch as Barry makes his way between your legs and lowers his head towards your pussy. “What are you doing?” Rafe watches curiously but doesn’t say anything, just kisses your shoulder where he bit it. “Can’t let this perfect cunt go to waste.”

Just like that Barry has his face shoved between your thighs. Licking up every last drop of Rafe’s cum as it leaks from your pussy. No guy has ever done this so it’s a new feeling. With gentle hands Rafe leans you back so you lay down. Like before he sucks your nipple into his mouth as his hand plays with the other. The both of them work you up until you have your third orgasm of the night. Barry comes back up for air with a smile. “Fuck man she tastes like heaven.” There’s a silence that fills the air on what comes next. Then you see that Barry’s still hard. Widening your legs just a little, you give him permission.

While Rafe has an amazing girthy cock, Barry’s is slightly longer just without the stretch Rafe gives. But he still feels amazing. Your body feels tingly from all the pleasure it’s feeling. You can hear distant talking as your ears ring. It’s probably Barry saying something but your attention comes back when you hear Rafe’s voice. You open the closed eyes you didn’t realize you shut to see them face to face. For a second you think they might kiss but the blue eyed boy moves. 

Your eyes track his movement down, watching as he hovers right above where you and Barry meet. “Rafe?” His eyes flicker to you quickly then again to your pussy. He leans in a bit closer, sticking his tongue out to lick your clit. A loud moan echoes off the walls. “Oh my god.” Barry shifts his position allowing Rafe to have more access. You can feel his tongue exploring, catching Barry’s dick from time to time. Getting on your elbows you have the perfect view of both of them.

Barry’s mouth is wide open as he stares down at Rafe in awe. Rafe’s eyes are closed with pink cheeks. His hand finds your stomach, pressing down to feel how deep Barry is. Your right thigh is lifted up and kind of to the side opening you wider for both of them. There’s a tingling feeling building in your lower stomach again. Based on the way Barry is gripping your thigh and how his thrusts are getting sloppy, he’s also close. Rafe sucks on your clit particularly hard triggering your final orgasm of the night. 

Your body spasms and your brain feels so fuzzy. You don’t even notice the way both boys are kissing up your body. Closing your eyes you lay there enjoying the humming feeling going through your body. Light kisses on either side of your neck causes you to open your eyes again. Rafe’s finger tips are brushing along your skin while on the other side Barry looks at the both of you before getting up. He walks over to the dresser and opens his phone before tossing it to you. “Deals a deal, delete the photo.” 

Rafe quickly reaches over and erases the evidence that would destroy whatever family the two of you have. Barry gets dressed then goes to grab his phone. “Don’t think just because you deleted the video you’re off the hook.” The boy besides you lifts his head higher to look him in the eyes. “And what are you going to do? You’re lucky you even got this chance.” Barry just laughs as he walks towards the door. “Not the only video I got.” He leaves the two of you there in the mess you all made.

“Well shit.”

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This series is so good. I’m hooked…can’t wait until she finds out🫣

ONLINE LOVE | 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗

𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚄

✧ 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝙰𝚄 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 | 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

✧ Summary- Rafe Cameron used to avoid love, only having flings and never getting close to anyone. Now 27 and raising his 3-year-old daughter Harper alone, he wants something more, a real connection. Tired of being judged on the island, he tries Hinge and sets his location to the mainland. After days of no matches, he finds your profile and is instantly drawn to you.

✧ Prompt- for hingematch!rafe could you do one where hes been busy with his daughter and doesnt realise hes left her on delivered and she thinks hes ghosted her?

✧ Prompted here

It had been a month. A month of back and forth texting, FaceTime calls, and learning more about each other. Rafe surprisingly opened up about a lot to you, other than the fact that he had his daughter. He still didn’t know how to bring this up. Now worried it would ruin everything.

You had off today so you and Rafe had spent all night on the phone. You had fallen asleep first so when you woke up you wanted to make it a point to text him.

9:29am: Hi, how pathetic am I fallen asleep on you like that?

9:30am: My first year residency is kicking my ass, I’m shocked that I even stayed up as late as I did.

9:31am: I’m free all day today, finally have a day off, so don’t be shy in texting me! 🥰

9:44am: I’m sure you’re at work and busy. Like I said I’m free all day. I just can’t wait to hear your voice again.

You hadn’t mean to sound desperate. This past month you and Rafe had been on top getting back to each other the second with of you had texted. You had both shared your schedules, you knew when he’d be in meetings and he knew when you’d be working at your internship. The second either was over, one of you was immediately sending a text. Unless there was an emergency meeting he got pulled in to, this was a bit of a strange break in the pattern.

You busied yourself as best as you could. You made yourself a nice breakfast, something you barely get to do anymore. Then, you caught up on some of your tv shows and when they were done you began a new book. You took a full pamper shower, cleaned up your nails, did your hair routine, your skincare, and applied some makeup.

It had been 4 hours and when you finally picked back up your phone it was still radio silence from Rafe. You let out a sigh of defeat. Mind racing that something that seemed so precious could already be over. He hadn’t even read the texts. You don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but no matter how well this seemed to be going, he was only just an online dating match who ended up living 5 hours away from you.

On the other side of North Carolina, Rafe was a mess. Harper had claimed she had a stomach ache and refused to go to school, meanwhile he caught the toddler in the pantry sneaking cookies and gummies 3 times this morning. He told her the only thing she was allowed to do was lay in bed and get rest if she was that sick. This lead to full blown tantrums and Rafe wanting to pull out the short hair of his buzzcut.

Between Harper fighting him all morning and having to rearrange his business schedule, this glued Rafe to his office desk. His personal phone was forgotten on his nightstand and he didn’t get a chance to think about it. He left the office door open, which gave him a perfect view of Harper’s and the hundreds of times he caught her sneaking out of it.

“Harper get back here!”

“No daddy, I want more snacks.”

“You said your tummy hurt, were you lying to me?”

“No.”

“Don’t lie to daddy, Harper.”

“Yes.”

Harper bowed her head in defeat. A cute way of defeat only a 3 year old could get away with. This caused Rafe to kneel in front of his daughter, lifting her chin delicately with his fingers.

“Why’d you lie Harper?”

“I don’t like school, I wanted to be with you. You mwake me safe.”

“Why would you need me to keep you safe baby?”

“Cause kids are mean and I don’t like ‘em.”

“Oh baby, I’m sorry. How about this, we spend the rest of the day doing anything you want? Snacks, movies, tea party. How’s that sound?”

Harper’s face lit up and she threw herself into her dad’s arms, wrapping hers around his neck and hugging him tightly.

“Yes daddy! Come!”

Rafe laughed as he allowed the toddler to drag him into the kitchen. She pulled out the tea set from the lower cabinet that was designated for all her stuff. Rafe put on some water to boil, then she went to pantry to pull out snacks she wanted for tea time.

They brought up everything to her room. Harper knew exactly how to set everything up. A setting for her, a setting for Rafe, and two other settings for her stuffed elephant and American Girl doll Sarah had gotten her.

They spent the entire day doing what Harper wanted. Rafe let his assistant know he would be unreachable as he just wanted to focus on his daughter. This was the first she brought up having problems at preschool. How the hell were 3 year olds already having issues. He got her to open up about it and it was 2 boys that would take her crayons and break them when she’d color or steal her gummies at lunch time.

Rafe took offense to that personally because he was always proud of himself for making her lunches every morning. But he quickly shook off the feeling of being pissed off at a 3 year old. Heloved being a dad and making Harper happy. He didn’t want to be sad or afraid to go to school. So to just do this little thing for her to see her smile, he was more than ok to do it.

When the time came around for Harper’s bedtime, he brushed through her now dried hair from the bath and tucked her into bed.

“You’re gonna have to go to school tomorrow Princess. I know it’s scary, but you’re a tough girl, I’ll come in with you tomorrow and talk with your teachers. We’ll figure this out together. Ok?”

Harper gave a soft sigh and looked like she wanted to plead with her dad to not go in another day. “Ok. Ima tough girl.”

“That’s right. I love you little one.”

“I love you daddy.”

Rafe had given her one final kiss before making his way to his bedroom and plopping down onto his sheets. He had forgotten about his phone all day and had decided to pick it up. There were notifications from Sarah, Topper, Kelce and all the way at the bottom there were four missed messages from you.

He ran his hand over his face. He never missed a text from you. He always had Do Not Disturb on and you’ve been the only one this past month that could still get through to him. He was stuck on what to say. His entire day was spent making sure his daughter had been happy. His daughter, you had no idea about. What could he even say?

It was now 8:30 at night. You had just cleaned up the kitchen from cooking dinner earlier. Mind finally at ease from the doubt and wary feeling about being ignored. You knew you shouldn’t have gotten attached, no matter how good it felt. He probably found someone closer to him and forgot all about you. Online dating has never turned out great for you. This was just another disappointing failure.

You sat on the couch, trying to push aside your thoughts as you engulfed yourself in your favorite movie. Your phone is next to you laying face down. It was almost 9 and even with a relaxing day of doing what you loved you were already feeling tired again. You rested your head in the palm of your hand as you our eyes began to close, a ping from your phone shot them right back open.

Embarrassingly, you reached for it quicker than you’d like to admit. You look at the notification and see it’s Rafe. You hold back a smile, not ready for what it says.

8:55pm: Hi. I’m really sorry about today. From the second I woke up chaos was erupting at the office. I had to get up and ready and rush out the door. I completely forget my personal phone at home and just got back. I missed you today. 🩵

You let out a breath that you didn’t even realize you were holding and smile warmly at the message. You were scared of rejection and know he feels this way you reply instantly not caring how it makes you look anymore.

8:57PM: No need to apologize Mr. CEO. Some things are unpredictable, it’s easy to get caught up, I’m still here for you.

Rafe took a sigh of relief at your response. He didn’t want to ruin this. But the gnawing guilt of lying to you about Harper made him terrified of what was yet to come. You said you loved kids. But would you love him when you found out he had a daughter?

For now the only thing to do was to continue to talk to you. Learn more about you. Hopefully you would understand why he was doing what he was doing. It was to protect Harper. You’d understand, right?

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The best post to grace me. I loved this so much

ꨄ︎ AFTER CARE ꨄ︎

𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

Masterlist

a/n: by seasons + some aus. Also my first time doing headcanons don’t judge me.

ꨄ︎ S1 Rafe - Rafe was a playboy. A fuck ‘em and leave ‘em type of guy. There’s no cuddling, no remembering of any girls names. He’s probably too high to even realize that a girl might want that. If he hooks up with a girl at a party, he’s tossing them a box of tissues from bathroom and heading straight back to the party. If they’re at his house, he’s tossing them a dirty towel from his gym bag, telling them to get dressed and leading them to the door, shutting it before they even have the chance to turn around.

ꨄ︎ S2 Rafe - Rafe would invite them over as a distraction from everything. His dead dad, the pogues, that damn cross. They’ve hooked up before but it was nothing like this time. He was rough and disassociated. When he was done he’d lay with them for a moment before taking off to the bathroom where’d they hear a sniffing sound followed by a slight sob. Then he’d walk them out with a hand on their lower back and tell them he’d call, but he’d probably just call someone else.

ꨄ︎ S3 Rafe - Rafe would be on a new high from cashing in the cross. His mindset was clearer and his brain wasn’t foggy. He’d meet her at the party he threw at Tannyhill. After he’d hold her in his arm and let her spend the night. The next morning they’d wake up and it wouldn’t feel like a burden that needed getting rid of. They would exchange number and they would leave at their own pace.

ꨄ︎ S4 Rafe - Rafe was all in. He adored his girl. He was the boss at work and in bed but the after care was all about her. He’s make sure she was cleaned up and giving a pair of his sweats and a shirt to make sure she was comfortable. They’d lay in bed together and he’d rub circles on her back as she’d get settled in her stomach. They’d stare into each other eyes until one of them drifted off into sleep first.

ꨄ︎ Dilf!Rafe - Rafe worships every part of his wife’s body. The body he fell in love with and birthed their beautiful children. After fucking her hard in every which way, per her request just like they used to before the kids, he’d fly out of bed still naked to set up a warm bath. Heading back to the bed he’d lift her into his arms so she didn’t have to walk on unsteady legs and he’d set her in the tub and slide in behind her.

ꨄ︎ Stepbro!Rafe - Rafe got her to cave again. He loved it, she secretly loved it, but she was terrified of anyone finding out and he loved to mess with her about it. He’d her in, her head on his chest, while he brushed his hands through her hair. “Y’know I love what’s going on between us so much, I could run downstairs and tell our parents right now, because I’m so proud.” He’d smile when he’d feel her breathing speed up at the thought. “Don’t worry Angel, I won’t…yet.”

ꨄ︎ Rafe with Pogue!Reader - In the heat of the moment caused by drunken flirtations all night Rafe and Pogue!Reader ended up sleeping together. They stared at the ceiling breathless, slightly laughing at what just happened. It was incredible but they’d never admit it. His hand would meet her wrist rubbing soft circles into it. Rushing out once reality set in because it was a mistake and his reputation could be on the line of that ever got out. “Keep your god damn mouth shut about this.”

ꨄ︎ Rafe with Pogue!Reader - OR he actually likes her. He found comfort in her. Aftercare with her was completely different to anything he’s ever done before. They’d take turns soothing each other. Creating a calm moment in a storm that would brew up from their secret affair. “I wish things could be different.”

ꨄ︎ Boynextdoor!Rafe - Rafe had watched her for the longest time. To finally be invited over and have all of her was a dream come true. He got his chance and he didn’t want it to end. He’d help her up and over to her bathroom, and offer to order food while she’d shower. He’d remake her bed and fluff up pillows setting up their food and putting a movie on. Comforting her for the rest of the night.

an: I love how you can see the progression Rafe goes through in the season. It’s slowly them and him not caring to her being his whole world. I need.

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Hey everyone! So I’ve been really busy with my last few assignments for school. I’m also studying for a certification for my job so I’ve been all over the place. I should be posting again regularly after the next two weeks