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Kang Sae-byeok

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SQUID GAME (2021) — ep1: red light, green light

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𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐕𝐈

PART SIX (FINAL)- “To The Funniest, Smartest, Craziest, and Hottest Spoiled Rich Girl The OBX Ever Produced.”

part one here

part two here

part three here

part four here

part five here

short series, jj maybank x kook!reader

word count- 2.3k

tw- blood, panic attack, scratching, fighting, scars, hospitals, alcohol, swearing, really super cheesy sweet fluff at the end. like. rlly cheesy fluff.

a/n- im not gonna lie, im not crazy about the way that I ended this but I was losing motivation to write this series and I wanted to begin my other ideas, and I tried my hardest, but I still don’t love it, but I hope u all love it! also, like fuck thank u SO MUCH for reading and being so invested in this story, I honestly only planned it to be a two parter, but as the lil gears in my head began to turn it just turned into more, and don’t worry stay tuned for more JJ stories, and more imagines with the other characters, and lots of OC’s. anyway, I hope u enjoy this sickly sweet ending. we’ll just say everyone got what they deserved. 😏 oh, and flashbacks are in italics!

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You had only recalled crying twice in your life.

The night you lost your mom and sister, and the day you found out you were pregnant.

And now, as you were looking at your stepmom, asleep in the hospital chair next to your bed, you began to lose track.

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GOODNIGHT, GOODMORNING

Pairing: JJ x Reader

In which: JJ and the reader get caught cuddling, and the reader isn’t any kind of morning person, and JJ doesn’t mind.

Category: FLUFF

Warnings: Cursing

John B always knew JJ loved the girls, (y/n) and Kie. He knew JJ would do anything to make sure they were safe, he didn’t doubt JJ would go so far as to put his own life on the line for those two.

What John B didn’t expect? Was for JJ to willingly give either of them intimacy. Maybe this was because John B was always the one to let JJ crash at his place when more mysterious bruises appeared. Maybe this was because John B noticed how JJ repeatedly shrugged away hugs and warm touches. Maybe it was because John B had never seen JJ willingly accept acts of intimacy or seen him willingly give them out.

Or maybe John B just didn’t know, but what he did know was that tracking down JJ after a night of partying was his responsibility. At least today, when Pope wasn’t there to be worried over all their idiocy.

Another thing John B knew? JJ had a particular fondness for the hammocks when he was all fucked up. Now, John B had found JJ in a lot of unpromising situations, some including girls and some not. Had he seen some things he would’ve preferred not to? Most definitely, it was almost unavoidable when it came to the scavenger hunt of locating JJ.

However, on this somewhat overcast morning of 11am, quite early for these pogues after their long night, finding JJ was no hassle. John B could see his leg poking out of the hammock from the chateau. The question though, was who the hell was in there with JJ?

JJ wasn’t one to let somebody stick around, especially sleep with him. So, when John B cautiously approached and peaked in he could say he was surprised, a little bit. There nestled into JJs side was (y/n). Her cheek was pressed against JJs chest and his shirt was slung over the both of them.

John B could say that JJ looked about as relaxed as he had ever seen half sober JJ. Not very slowly, and not very gracefully, John B gave the hammock a push, ready to greet the two not so well rested pogues.

“JB what in the literal fuck do you think you’re doing?! I will fucking kill you dude, I-“ (y/n) had only half pushed herself up from where she had been lying when her speech finally went to sleepy mumbling before she decided that JJs warm chest was much more inviting than cursing John B out.

John B chuckled before bringing his eyes to the blue eyes of JJ which were peering at John B. “Goodmorning dude” John B said, sending JJ a gleaming smile. “Go away JB” a small mumble could be heard from the half asleep (y/n). John B watched as JJ smiled while glancing down at the girl pressed against him. When JJ returned his gaze to the waiting pogue he simply lifting his arm and made a motion that told John B to get the hell outta there, though this lasted for maybe three seconds before (y/n)’s arm shot out and grabbed JJs to bring his arm to her waist whilst she snuggled into him.

JJ snickered a little at the movement before looking to John B and going “you heard her right? Go away John B, come again another day” JJ sang quietly. “Whatever lover boy” John B said as he turned around “was just gunna ask if you wanted breakfast!” John B called over his shoulder, he could hear JJ lightly thrash in the hammock.

“John B!” JJ whisper yelled, John B smirked while continuing to walk away “John B!” John B stopped but didn’t turn “what’s breakfast John B?!” “Just pancakes, dude.” “Fuuuucckkkk”

John B laughed as he watched from the window as JJ stopped trying to get away for the sake of pancakes after ten minutes and instead slept another hour with (y/n) in the hammock.

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Hey! I’m not sure if your request are open but if they are could you write about being at a party and y/n and rafe are dating and someone ends up drugging her and rafe comes to her rescue?

That Damn Party

[gif creds @petersjj-obx]

Rafe Cameron x female!Reader

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs

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Thank you so much for requesting! Hope you like it 🥰

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Part 2

“Get that shit out of my house, man.” Rafe growled, his face close to Kelce’s as his hands led him outside. The dark skinned boy laughed, thinking his friend was just joking.

“Since when do you turn this down, bro?”

“Since Barry laid his filthy hands on my girl. And I promised her I would stop, so get that shit out of here, alright?” his voice trembled, the thought of the drug dealer looking his girlfriend up and down with a disgusting grin and using her to threaten him still haunting his mind.

“This isn’t even from Barry.” Kelce pressured, trying to walk back inside the house, but was stopped by a tight grip on his arm.

“Are you fucking listening to me?” Rafe raised his voice, catching the attention of some people around them, “I’m getting my shit together! I’m not doing that shit, not here near her, not anywhere, ok?”

“Yeah, whatever, dude, your loss.” he turned around to join a group of people near the pool.

Not wanting to keep feeding people’s attention towards him, Rafe just hoped his friends wouldn’t try and do anything behind his back. He wouldn’t forgive anyone if something happened to her again.

Going back inside, his eyes roamed the large area of the Cameron’s house looking for her, who was easily spotted sitting on the staircase by herself, one hand holding a cup, the other holding her phone as she scrolled through it. Parties weren’t her thing, at all, but Rafe wanted to prove to her that he could totally control himself and not resort to drugs, at least heavy ones, to have a good time or feel valid somehow. He wanted to prove that he was indeed getting his shit together, not only for him, but for her. Especially for her, the only person in that damn island who had the guts to give him a chance and offer a hand, instead of spitting on his shoes and treating him like just another drug addict.

“Hey there.” he smiled genuinely for the first time that night as he crouched down in front of the girl, his arms resting on her knees. She looked up from her phone and smiled at her boyfriend.

“Hey you.” she put her phone back in the pocket of her jeans and moved her hand to hold his cheek, pulling his face close so she could peck his lips.

Not satisfied with the quick contact, he moved his head forward to catch her lips again and share a proper kiss, one that made her giggle and caressed his cheek while Rafe’s hands not so discreetly roamed her jean-covered thighs.

“Easy there, chief, the party just started.”

He laughed and bumped his nose with hers as he answered with a smirk.

“We could start our own party somewhere else.”

She rolled her eyes playfully.

“I like the idea but maybe later.” she signalled for him to get up as she followed suit “Let’s get you a drink, shall we?”

She grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen.

Almost two hours into the party Rafe was, once again, looking for his girlfriend. She had left him a few minutes ago after bumping into an old friend of hers who asked her to go dance with them. That said friend didn’t look very sober and he could tell the influence was definitely not just alcohol. He trusted her and he knew she would never go down that road, no matter the company. It was her friend he was concerned about. He started getting worried she would lead his girlfriend into doing things he couldn’t control and he didn’t want to make a scene by acting possessive or overprotective. So, the fact he was having a hard time finding her was making the wheels inside his head turn rapidly, his overthinking making it hard to think rationally.

Rafe spotted Kelce and Topper outside, on the same spot near the pool where Kelce had joined a group of people earlier. He made his way towards them and his steps quickened as soon as he saw his girlfriend’s figure close to Topper who was helping her by holding her arm securely, seeing as she could barely hold herself. The look on Kelce’s face was proof that something had happened.

“Hey!” Rafe called out, the two boys looking up at him, “What the hell is going on here?”

Topper didn’t even have time to answer before the girl on his right almost collapsed against him.

“Shit, (Y/N)!”

Rafe pushed Topper aside to take a hold of her. He moved some of her hair out of her face only to see her eyes barely opened.

“Hey, babe, look at me. Come on, it’s Rafe, look at me, (Y/N), please.” his voice trembled, fear taking over his posture. She opened her eyes a bit, making Rafe sight in relief. Her body was becoming limp and the boy had pretty much all of her weight on him.

“What the hell happened?” he asked, looking back at Topper and Kelce who looked at the girl with concern.

“I heard some guy has been giving people some kind of pills or something, someone must have put one in her drink.”

It took everything in Rafe to not throw himself at Kelce, even after warning him about the fucking drugs, it was still happening. And to his girl.

“I’m gonna take her upstairs, I want everyone gone when I come back down, alright?” his voice was low to not spook the girl in his arms but his tone was still aggressive, enough to let Topper and Kelce know that they would have to deal with an angry Rafe later, “Alright?”

“Yeah, alright, man, don’t worry.” Topper reassured him.

Rafe picked her up, an arm under her knees and the other under her back, and led her to his room, not even bothering to answer people’s questions or mind their stares too much.

He laid her down on the bed and it wasn’t until he went to move a strand of hair out of her face again that he realized his hands were shaking. A battle between anger and concern was turning Rafe into an overwhelmed mess and he didn't know what to do. He decided to just trust Topper and Kelce into taking care of the party and be there for his girl instead.

“Hey, babe, can you hear me?” he sat down next to her, his hands caressing her hair. The girl mumbled something that couldn’t really be understanded. With a lot of effort, she was able to raise her hand and touch Rafe’s as she tried to speak again.

“I’m gonna get you some water, ok? I’ll be right back.”

The boy went to the kitchen, noticing on his way his friends were actually doing a good job in clearing out the party. Out of the corner of his eye, as he filled a glass with water, he noticed two guys chatting, pretty much ignoring the fact that they were supposed to leave. One of them held something shining under the light in his hand and Rafe noticed it was a tiny plastic bag, the ones he was familiar with from his trips to Barry’s. Anger flashed through his eyes once again that night and oh how he wanted to give a piece of his mind to that guy. He was the one with the pills and probably the one who put one in his girlfriend’s drink. The thought of her made him cool down a bit and focus on what was really important, so he made his way back to his room before he could act impulsively and ruin someone’s face.

“(Y/N)?”

His voice made her slowly turn her head in his direction and Rafe felt relieved that she was conscious and responding. He put down the glass of water on the nightstand to help her sit up.

Not letting go of her body, he took a glance at her face to see her eyes still half closed, but at least it looked like she could focus her gaze on him. He kissed her forehead and rested his own on hers after.

“How are you feeling?”

“Sleepy.” her voice was raspy and weak but still held a bit of humor in it, making the boy smile and kiss her softly.

“Here,” he picked the glass up, “ drink some water.”

She did as Rafe said, his hands helping hers hold the glass, afraid she was still too weak to even hold the glass by herself.

“Do you remember what happened?”

“I… I was dancing with Lorraine and some of her friends and after a while I remember starting to feel, I don’t know, dizzy or something and then it was as if I couldn’t support my own body. I’m not sure.”

“Did anyone offer you something?”

The girl pushed her thoughts for a while trying to remember anything that had happened earlier.

“I saw a guy approaching us and I think he tried to give us something but Lorraine’s friends said no and when he kept on, you know, insisting in it Lorraine snapped and told him to fuck off.” she chuckled, remembering her friend acting all badass and telling the guy twice her size to leave them alone.

“Did he do something?”

She shook her head, her memory starting to get cloudy after that.

“No, I don’t think so… I mean he left and was actually a douche about it, like, he purposely bumped into Lorraine and she insulted him again because he made her spill a bit of her drink on me, I don’t know, I don’t remember much else after that.”

Rafe had caught on to what had happened and he took a deep breath to calm himself down, knowing that getting mad in front of her would be no good for anyone. He caressed her cheek and leaned for another kiss, wanting nothing more than to hold her in his arms, protect her and be happy that she was unarmed.

“He must’ve put something in your drinks, was Lorraine ok?” a panicked expression took over her face but Rafe was quick to cool it down, “Hey you’re fine now, and I’m sure Lorraine is too, alright? You’re here with me, you’re ok.”

She nodded and leaned into him, holding his broad frame and letting his embrace relax her.

“Just one last question before we can forget about this. Do you remember what the guy looked like?”

“Not really. I think he was wearing a white cap though, and a denim jacket.”

The guy Rafe saw in the kitchen. He made a mental note of taking care of him later. Now he just wanted to be with his girl.

He looked back at her and held her face gently, kissing her deeper this time, showing how relieved he felt and how appreciative he was of her. Before the kiss could go any further, a knock on the door interrupted it, making Rafe groan in disappointment.

He opened the door to see Topper and Kelce, letting him know the party was taken care of. He nodded and thank them but, seeing his girlfriend lay down on the bed, clearly still tired, he stepped out of the room and closed the door so she couldn’t hear his request to his friends. He wanted one last thing done before he could go back to her arms.

“Hey, if you see a guy in a denim jacket and a white cap, take care of him, will ya?”

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OUTER BANKS ⇢ 2x05 | THE DARKEST HOUR

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let them stare | jj maybank

jj maybank x reader; him being a pogue and you being a kook, you and jj choose to keep your relationship on the down-low, but on the night of the annual bonfire all you want to do is show him off as yours.

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“just remember, when i roll my eyes at you tonight, it means i think you’re hot and i wanna bang you.” jj says, pointing his finger at you and winking as he backs away slowly out of your house. “and when i flip you off in return, it means likewise.” you blow your boyfriend a kiss before quietly closing the door. he would’ve stayed much longer if it were up to you, but you knew your brother would be back soon to get ready for the party.

it was hard sneaking around the last few months, but you both agreed it was for the best. your friends and his friends weren’t exactly civil with each other- ever. being a kook meant you were supposed to be against the pogues simply because they weren’t as fortunate, which you thought was complete bullshit. the hierarchy was bullshit, it was all bullshit. you believed everyone was the same, no one being better than the other and you certainly did not dislike any of the pogues the way your friends did.

you knew if you went public, it would cause a lot of drama with your friends and his, therefore you snuck around so you could be with each other in peace. jj mostly came to your house because his dad was always home, and your family were always out and about so you weren’t likely to get caught. not that your parents would care, as long as you didn’t interfere with their business, they rarely paid attention to you. it was your brother, topper you worried about most. when sarah cameron left him for none other than john b, a pogue, his hate for their group grew even more. it was ironic that the reason you and jj snuck around was because sarah and john b didn’t- and you saw how they struggled for a long time to be able to exist together without some sort of conflict. you and jj didn’t want that for each other.

a few hours had passed since your boyfriend left, and soon the fire would be lit and the multiple hour- long drunk would begin. you smiled, taking jj’s chain he left on your bedside table and putting it around your neck. no one would notice, you thought to yourself. except maybe jj, who would love that you wore his chain, like it meant that even though no one knew you were dating, you were flaunting your relationship to every single person that would be around you.

“you coming or not?” topper said eagerly, poking his head through the crack of your door. “you didn’t have to wait up, top. but yes, i’m right behind you.” you told your brother, who nodded and pushed your door open for you as you followed him down the steps. 

it didn’t take long to get to the bonfire, since you and topper rode along with kelce and rafe, who of course, drove much above the speed limit. “let’s get this party started!” kelce yelled, tossing a beer to each of you before running towards the fire. you couldn’t help but laugh at your friend, who was chased by topper, and eventually rafe, after he nudged you with his elbow and said “have fun, little thorton.” you shook your head- as much as you hated the way they’d react to you being with jj they were your best friends, and you loved them nonetheless.

“hey, (y/n)! over here!” you heard the familiar voice of your friend call to you. as you scanned the beach to find her, you locked eyes with your boyfriend. you shot a quick smile, to which he returned with an over exaggerated eye roll. remembering your conversation from before, you flipped him off, earning a smirk before he looked away and gave his attention to his friends once again.

“what was that all about?” your friend slurred as she walked up to you. “nothing worth talking about.” you replied, interlocking your arm with hers and changing the subject. “how much have you had to drink already?” you chuckled, not being oblivious to the fact she was stumbling all over the place. “oh, y’know a flask and a half. not too much,” she said sarcastically, her attention being diverted to rafe, who she crushed on for god knows how long now. you smiled, “go on, i’ll catch up with you later.” she silently thanked you before faking her soberness and walking his way.

you chatted with a few friends, shot gunned a few beers with kelce, and now you were buzzed, discretely watching your boyfriend on the other side of the fire talking with his friends. his black shirt was now unbuttoned, a thin red bandana wrapped around his neck. his hand gripped a can of beer while his other was wrapped around kiara’s shoulder.

he was fucking irresistible. you knew many girls on his side crushed on him, but you didn’t care because you knew he was yours and that what you had was the realest thing you’ve ever felt. the more you watched him the more you wished you could show him off as your boyfriend. the more buzzed you got, the more courage you got to do just that.

and suddenly,  you were walking over to him

“hey.” you greeted your boyfriend, who was looking down at his phone in the moment. his head jerked up at the sound of your voice. “uh, hey,” he replied, a confused expression on his friends faces as they watched. “(y/n), what are you doing?” he whispered, turning his back to his friends so they wouldn’t hear as clearly. he looked down, noticing his necklace around your neck. “you wore my chain.” jj couldn’t help but smile. 

“i’m tired of sneaking around, jay,” you told him, making his eyes widen. “are you sure?” he asked as you began looking around. your friends stared, his friends stared, “positive.” you assured him. then they all watched as your hand made its way to the back of his neck, they watched as you brought his lips to yours, they watched as his hands snaked around your waist and pulled you closer.

jj pulled away momentarily, “everyone’s staring, (y/n).” he said as if it were something that would make you want to stop.

“so let them stare.” you replied before kissing him once again. 

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JJ and Kiara + similarities 

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coming out — jj maybank x reader

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭:  “ I’ve seen imagines where the reader and jj are dating and the reader comes out to jj as bisexual or pansexual and was wondering if you could do a imagine where it’s the opposite and jj comes out to the reader they could be best friends or dating in this whichever one you want is fine!! ”

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 900

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions drugs

𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: I kept this short and sweet, v wholesome energy. sorry it’s short, I’ve been feeling a bit ill but wanted to write. Thank you for requesting!

Y/N and JJ sat in the Twinkie, hanging out together as the rest of the Pogues were sitting by the fire. He was rolling up a joint, his fingers fumbling around with the thin material. Y/N watched her boyfriend as he built his finest creation, but she could notice something was off about him tonight.

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I mean, it’s just the pecker thing.

JONATHAN DAVISS AS POPE HEYWARD OUTER BANKS SEASON TWO

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𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 || 𝐫.𝐜.

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

word count: 2.4k

summary: rafe fucks you in his dad’s office like the needy slut you are.

warning(s): SMUT, daddy kink, degradation, vaginal sex (missionary & doggy), oral (fem receiving), rough sex, choking, dirty talk, exhibitionism, fingering, unprotected sex, explicit language. no spoilers for season 2!!

a/n: big thank u to everyone who helped me write this and discussed with me how big rafe’s cock is <3

dedicated to @twinklelilstarkey ty for helping me with both this fic and my life in general, you are a goddess and ily so much babe <33

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You were desperate for Rafe’s touch. 

It was evident in the way your hand brushed over his thigh provocatively, in the way your seemingly innocent gaze lingered a little too long on his handsome features, and in the way your breathing heaved every time his fingers grazed your bare skin. Yet despite your obvious attempts at making your boyfriend notice how much your pussy was aching for him, he didn’t seem to acknowledge it. If anything, you could catch the glimpse of a smirk on his face as you bit your lip, all but hiding the fact that you were pressing your legs together. 

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Forbidden Love Affair (Professor! Duncan Shepherd x  student! reader) PART 18

summary: duncan tells y/n his plan… y/n has to deal with it.

Warnings: plot plot plot, ANGST, ANGST, ANGST. Depressive thoughts. Anxiety. (Coping mechanisms?) y/n kind of goes off

word count: 3,2 k 

A/N: (new chapters will be much longer!!! because y’all asked for them! thank you for reading my fic! :3 ❤️and thank you to new readers too! I see comments from people that are surprised they missed my fic and then binge read it! so thank you all so much ❤️❤️❤️ )

see masterlist for prior chapters /part ten / part eleven / part 12 / part 13 / part 14 / part 15 / part 16 / part 17

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Duncan exhales deeply. He was frustrated, beyond frustrated. He found nothing at his search at the university. No one was using that computer. No one that was seen anyways. So someone must of rerouted the email. The email. The threat. Someone knew their secret. And they didn’t even say what they were going to do. And that’s what scared him the most. That someone knew, and that someone wanted something. 

Thoughts keep running through his head. He knew he had to do something, something to protect y/n. And at any cost. No matter what the outcome…

It’s nearing 3 am when the large door of Duncan’s apartment opened. Duncan walks in to be promptly greeted by Matt. Stationed at his door and waiting patiently in his apartment until Duncan returned.

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RAFE CAMERON - OUTER BANKS 2.08

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CODY FERN as Stan Vogel in American Horror Stories S01EP06, Feral

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coffee; rafe cameron

summary: a small coffee incident ended with a night of lovesick smiles and a date with rafe cameron.

warnings: profanities, mentions of food & beverages, gif credits to @whumpypepsigal

word count: 848

a/n: entry for @sweeterthansammy’s 1k celebration // c/n buying y/n their items after bumping into them.

as much as you loved the small island you called home, it was nice to get out of there for a while — just to take a break from the whole rivalry fiasco and the weight of being the perfect fit in the granted stereotype.

you were currently resided at chapel hill, taking your time as you walked around the place, window shopping at studios you could never afford at.

you were sporting a cup of coffee in hand, the only thing you’ve bought since you’ve arrived.

you caught the sight of an old-fashion themed bookstore and a wide grin graced your lips. just as you slightly hurried your steps towards the shop, someone who was also hurrying in your direction bumped into you, your coffee spilling all over your shirt.

you regret buying hot coffee.

you let out a choked yell as you repeatedly tugged on your shirt to alleviate the burning. “fuck, fuck- ow,”

your face was scrunched up in pain and discomfort as you looked up to see who bumped into you. and lo and behold, there stood rafe cameron, who was seemingly frozen in spot.

when he locked eyes with you, that’s when he finally snapped out of his trance. “shit, i’m so sorry,”

rafe densely tried to pat the stain away with his hands, simultaneously and awkwardly, patting your chest. he mumbled, “why the hell are you drinking hot coffee in this heat?”

“shut up, and take your hands off me, cameron.” you grumbled, wiping the burning liquid with your handkerchief.

he did as you told and helplessly watched as you winced in pain. “i’m sorry.”

“it’s fine,” you waved him off and started to walk away. wanting nothing more than to just go home and cool off.

“hey,” you heard him call out. “wait!”

you sighed and turned on your heels to look at him. he was pushing his way through the crowd and jogging towards you.

“what?” you asked exasperatedly. “look, rafe, i’m burning and embarrassed, and i just want to go home.”

“i feel really bad,” rafe admitted, which honestly shocked the both of you. you were merely friends. despite spilling your scalding hot coffee all over you, he didn’t owe you anything.

he blew out a breath and looked around, his eyes landing on a clothing emporium.

you followed his eyesight and immediately shook your head. “nope, nope.”

“yes.” he prompted, already walking towards the shop. when he realized that you weren’t following, he sighed in exasperation and shot you a pointed look. “do you really want to travel back with a sticky shirt? it’s the least i could do, just come on.”

you begrudgingly agreed, ignoring his grin of victory as he guided you in.

“rafe, everything’s so expensive in here!” you whisper-shouted as you looked through the price tag. “it’s just a thrifted shirt, it’s nothing compared to these.”

“don’t worry,” he rolled his eyes as he went through the clothes. “i’ll make you my temporary sugar baby.”

“fuckin’ hell,” you whispered, silently following him around like a lost puppy.

“hi there, can you mix something up for this lovely lady right here?” rafe asked politely as he took a hold on your shoulders, ignoring your protests as the lady sent you a scrutinizing look over.

she let out an offended scoff, as if your appearance insulted her, before grabbing her essential needs, and more.

you and rafe exchanged confused shrugs before the woman pulled you in a dressing room.

you glared at rafe and mouthed a menacing ’i hate you’ in which was returned with an amused smirk as you disappeared around the corner.

rafe was bored out of his mind as an hour clocked in, he was nursing a cup of coffee to replace the one he spilled on you. he didn’t know what you wanted so he bought the cafe’s best seller.

he was mindlessly scrolling through his phone when the lady appeared with a satisfied smile. “she’s ready.”

rafe grinned, opening the camera and pointed it towards the door, wanting to film your grumpy frown when you came out to face him.

what he didn’t expect though was that he’d be so awestruck at the sight of you all dolled up. you look mind-boggling in the light summer dress that you adorned, a nice contrast to your usual outfit. you had a pair of wedges on instead of your worn out converses. “holy shit,”

“so,” you started, swishing the cup of coffee around as you thought about his question. “do you usually burn a girl with their coffee, make her your sugar baby, and ask her out on a date?”

rafe chuckled, “nah, you’re the first one.”

“oh, so you’re expecting more?” you mocked offense as you placed your hand on your chest.

he hummed in contemplation before looking back at you with a charming smile. “if you go out with me, i won’t.”

“well,” you dragged out, pausing a bit for effect. “you’ve got yourself a date, cameron.”

“…just try not to spill any more coffee on me.”

“i’ll try my best.”

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