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childrenofcain-if · 2 months ago

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How would W react to an MC who is obsessed with them? Like they need help with a small thing? MC drop everything and run to the rescue. W doesn’t take care of themselves? Why bother when MC takes care of them.

W’s presence wasn’t always loud, but it was startling, an emotional thunderhead that you could feel rumbling in your ribs before it even fully cracked.

when the call came, their voice tried to sound casual but failed miserably. “i, uh, could use a hand with something.”

it didn’t matter what it was—something about a deadline they’d forgotten or a lamp they’d broken while pacing in frustration. you didn’t even ask. you dropped your coffee cup on the kitchenette counter, grabbed your jacket, and bolted out the door without thinking twice.

the quick walk to their suite was a blur and when you arrived, W was sitting cross-legged on the couch, their thin frame curled in on itself. they were wearing a mismatched pair of socks, one of them being yours—the blue one with the tiny stars that you’d lost weeks ago—and it was enough to make your heart ache.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, dropping your jacket at the door and crossing the room in three long strides.

W didn’t answer right away. their fingers were busy tracing invisible patterns on the edge of their sweater, which was so oversized it might as well have been a blanket. their silence stretched like a taut wire, and then, finally, they said, “i forgot to eat again.”

your chest tightened. not with anger, not even with frustration, but with the unbearable weight of love for someone who couldn’t always love themself. you didn’t say anything. you just walked into their kitchenette and started rummaging through cabinets and the refridgerator.

there wasn’t much to work with—a box of crackers, a bruised apple, a carton of almond milk. it didn’t matter. you threw together something small and easy and brought it back to W, sitting beside them on the couch.

they looked at the plate like it was a challenge, their fingers twitching toward it but never quite making contact.

“i’m sorry,” they murmured, their voice barely above a whisper.

“don’t,” you said, shaking your head. “you don’t have to apologize.”

“i do,” they insisted, their voice cracking. “you shouldn’t have to—”

“W,” you interrupted, your tone firmer than before. “i’m here because i want to be. because i love you. that’s it. that’s all there is to it.”

they looked at you then, their sapphire blue eyes watery and wide, and for a moment, you thought they might cry. instead, they reached for the plate and took a small bite of the apple. it wasn’t much, but it was definitely a start.

that night, after they’d eaten what they could and you’d cleaned up the remnants, you found yourself sitting together on the couch. W was curled against your side, their head resting on your shoulder, their fingers absently tracing shapes on your arm.

“you’re warm,” they murmured, their voice soft and sleepy. “and you smell nice. like fresh laundry.”

you smiled, pressing a kiss to their temple. “and you’re wearing my missing sock.”

“it’s a good sock,” they said with a tired chuckle, tugging at the hem of it. “better than the pairs i own.”

“you could’ve just asked for it,” you said.

they tilted their head to look up at you, their expression caught somewhere between a smirk and a fond smile. “and where’s the fun in that?”

***

later, as the night deepened, W began to fidget. their fingers, which had been drawing lazy circles on your arm, began to scratch at their own thigh, leaving faint red marks in their wake.

“stop,” you said gently, catching their hand in yours.

they flinched but didn’t pull away. “sorry.”

“don’t apologize,” you said, your voice kind. “just… tell me what’s wrong.”

they hesitated, their gaze fixed on the floor.

“i don’t know how to stop feeling like this,” they admitted. “like i’m… too much. or not enough. or both at the same time.”

your heart broke for the hundredth time that day. you pulled them closer, wrapping your arms around them like you could shield them from the weight of their own thoughts.

“you’re not too much,” you said. “and you’re not not enough. you’re exactly who you’re supposed to be.”

they didn’t respond, but their body relaxed slightly against yours. after a moment, they said, “i love you so much, i can’t bear the pain.”

the words were so quiet you almost missed them, but when they sank in, they hit you like a freight train. you tightened your hold on them, pressing a kiss to the crown of their head.

“i love you so much, i’ll bear it for you,” you whispered.

W looked up at you then, their eyes soft and full of something you couldn’t quite name.

“you mean that?” they asked tentatively.

“every word,” you replied, leaving no room for doubt. W said nothing but their smile was brighter than the lights in the room.

after a while, W whispered in latin, “te amabo aeternum.”

you recognized the words instantly, even though W’s accent was softer, less confident. i will love you forever.

“amabo te in aeternum,” you corrected gently, your voice warm and teasing. the structure mattered less than the sentiment, but you couldn’t help it. W’s latin was too endearing to leave unpolished.

“of course you’d fix that,” they muttered with a faint smile, their tone holding no actual irritation. “you always seem to know everything, don’t you?”

“not everything,” you said, smiling softly as you ran your thumb along the back of their hand. “just the important parts. like how much you mean to me.”

W looked up at you then, their blue eyes catching the light and you leaned in closer, your nose brushing against theirs.

“et ego te amo.” and i love you, you said, soft but firm, as if the words themselves could shield them from everything clawing at their mind.

they sighed, a sound that carried equal parts relief and exhaustion, and melted against you. “thank you for everything, mein stern.”

***

as the night wore on, W continued murmuring fragments of latin into the quiet—“es somnium meum,” they said at one point, and it took you a moment to piece it together. you are my dream.

you tightened your hold on them. “tibi in somniis et re in aeternum pertinebo,” you whispered back. i will belong to you in your dreams and reality forever.

that earned a smile from W, small but real, and when they finally closed their eyes, you stayed awake, holding them close. you whispered one final phrase into the night, one you weren’t even sure they’d catch:

“in saecula saeculorum.” forever and ever.

they didn’t respond, but their breathing slowed, steady and even, their body curled against yours with all the trust and affection that they could ever afford to give back.

#my sweet blonde summer child #excuse my rusty latin translations #trying my best with dictionaries and whatnot #but this is pretty good practice ngl #if: the ballad of the young gods #interactive fiction #interactive novel #interactive story #twine wip #ro: w ostendorf #ro scenarios #tw: eating disorder

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itsthecline · 1 month ago

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WHERE’D ALL THE TIME GO?

CHAPTER TWO

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ with your first day jitters faded away , you’re finally able to have fun comfortably. more than a few people help with that.

word count 5.6k

warnings profanity , underage drinking , marijuana , sexual innuendos , sarah meddling

RAFE INSISTED on carrying the drinks to the lake. you had tried arguing that you were perfectly capable of carrying one of the cases , especially when his hands were plenty full. but no , he wouldn’t let you. “can’t have the wife exerting herself,” he’d said with a cheeky smile.

“or we could put them on the golf cart and drive that out there?” you suggested , rolling your eyes as you forcefully took one of the cases and doing as you said. rafe chuckled and followed suite. “c’mon , ray. i’m driving this time.” you hopped behind the wheel , starting the cart up before waiting for him to settle in. “you just gotta tell me where to go.”

“a’right , wifey. let’s get these kids their drinks,” rafe nodded , gesturing for you to start driving.

the drive to the lake was cool , wind whipping at your face as rafe told you which way to go. soon enough , you were parking. you could hear the chatter from the others , the music that was playing through a speaker. the song choice alone told you that taylor had somehow convinced whoever was in charge to let her take aux.

you reached to the back of the cart and grabbed one of the cases of beer , leaving your cider and seltzers for rafe. a chill ran through you , causing goosebumps to form on your arms. rafe noticed the shiver and set down the drinks.

“here,” he spoke softly , shrugging off his flannel. he walked to you and wrapped it over your shoulders. you smiled up at him , free hand coming up to pinch the seams so it didn’t slip.

“gentlemanly or just wanting to show off your arms?” you questioned , watching them flex when he grabbed the drinks again.

“who’s flirty now? i didn’t say anything ‘bout my arms,” rafe called you out , leading the way through the trees.

you rolled your eyes , not caring that rafe could see it more clearly now that the bonfire glowing ahead illuminated your features. “you didn’t need to. your shirt being a size too small said everything it needed,” you laughed , picking up your pace and leaving him behind. upon reaching the group of leaders , you raised the beer in the air. “more beer!” you called out.

a few cheers rang out as you set the case down on a table that had been set up. there were drinks and cups laid out already , and a keg sat on the ground next to the table.

“my dear roomie!” sarah’s voice rang out next to you. her arms were open as she came in for a hug , red solo cup in one hand. “i thought you were never coming! i misssed you!” okay , so she was drunk already.

“hey , sare bear,” you smiled , hugging her back, “i went on the beer run with rafe that you were supposed to go on,” you explained , poking her cheek lovingly despite poking fun at her.

she looked over , seeing rafe setting more drinks on the table. “i see you two got close then?” she wondered , grabbing at the flannel you still held on your shoulders.

“oh , yeah,” you chuckled , almost wanted to peel it off your body at the mention of it. your cheeks grew red as you explained, “got chilly , so rafe offered it to me.”

“y/n!” another voice rushing at you. taylor grabbed you by the shoulders. “i just made out with hot guy that’s friends with your hot guy that isn’t your hot guy!”

“is everyone here but me drunk?” you asked , looking between your blonde friends. you tore the flannel off of your shoulders— your cardigan was fine , and walked to the drinks table. “here’s this back,” you spoke up , holding the material out to rafe. he looked up at you.

taylor and sarah drunkenly watched you and rafe , saw how he pushed the flannel back to your chest , saw how you insisted he take it back , saw how finally , rafe took it and threw it around your shoulders before clasping a few buttons in front.

“you’re still shivering,” rafe commented , dusting off your shoulders, “keep it for the night.”

“i’m sure all your little summer flings will keep you warm anyway , why not?” you joked , pretending to get extra cozy in his flannel, “i’ll see you around , ray.”

with that , you grabbed one of your ciders and started walking away.

“hey , hey!” rafe grabbed your arm , prompting you to turn and face him.

“yes?” you blinked up at him , big eyes doing nothing to help rafe’s tightened chest.

“why don’t you kick it with me for a little longer , hm? i’ll properly introduce you to the guys. we can play pong,” he suggested , nodding over to a couple of guys that were setting up the beer pong table.

your eyes followed , landing on them. you hummed , letting on that you were torn on the subject. “sure. introduce to me to your friends,” you smiled.

rafe let you lead the trek over to his friends. “guys!” he announced your presence , standing behind you with his hands on your shoulders, “this is y/n. she’s a newbie , and we like her.”

the two boys looked up and waved. “hey,” you waved back , looking to rafe for a second. he smiled down at you and nodded.

“that’s topper,” he pointed to a blonde— epitome of surfer dude and frat boy, “and that’s kelce.” a dark skinned boy , looks like he frequents the country club. they’re kooks , which you knew beforehand , but seeing it was a very different thing than hearing about it.

“nice to meet you guys,” you awkwardly spoke. you felt uncomfortable— not in a bad way , but it almost felt like rafe was presenting you to his friends. the way he stood right behind you , hands on your body. “beer pong?” you pointed to the cups , offering to play and help set up.

“perfect timing,” kelce nodded , shifting some cups around on his side of the table, “you can play with our boy here.”

“c’mon,” rafe squeezed your shoulders , moving to the empty side and helping set the cups in place.

IT WASN’T your fault jj was staring at you , watching you play beer pong with kooks , of all people. it wasn’t your fault he was watching you high five and hug rafe every few turns when you landed a ball in the cup. it wasn’t your fault , but he blamed you. he blamed you for how captivating you were in the few times you’d spoken.

“staring at the new girl?” john b whistled , walking up to his friend.

jj looked at john b blankly. “nah , man,” he brushed it off , taking a swig of his beer, “just didn’t know sarah’s roommate was gonna be a kook.”

“what about my roommate?” sarah asked , bringing the conversation that was just between john b and jj to the whole group with her bratty tone.

“y/n! where is she? i wanna hangout with her!” kie commented , standing up from the chair she was previously drinking in.

“is y/n done hanging out with your brother , sarah?” taylor whined , still perched on her own lawn chair.

“nah , she’s still playing pong with him,” john b laughed , patting jj’s back, “sarah , why don’t you go get her? or you, taylor?” his eyes diverted to jj a couple of times , trying to get his point across.

the group wanted to hang out with you , feeling they hadn’t seen you as much as they had seen taylor. it’s not that they didn’t like taylor , but hearing about you so much from her and hardly seeing you besides dinner was a drag.

sarah rolled her eyes , passing her boyfriend the cup in her hand before storming over to you and rafe. she struggled a little to move at the pace she wanted to due to the sand , but when she reached her destination , she stood tall. “y/n/n , can you come hang out with me instead of my loser brother?”

you and rafe both looked to the blonde , pausing the game as it was your turn. “um—“ you didn’t know what to say. surprisingly , you were having a good time with the guys , especially rafe. on the other hand , you hadn’t seen taylor in a bit , and it would be nice to get to know sarah’s friends more.

“don’t worry about it,” rafe spoke up , looking to you, “go hang out with ‘em. i kept you away long enough.” he rubbed your back encouragingly and nodded towards the pogues.

“we’ll finish the game sometime?” you asked , lazy smile coming on to your lips— actually , it was there the entire time. ever since the drive back from the liquor store.

rafe smiled back and nodded , silently agreeing to hanging out again. there was no way on earth he was passing that opportunity up. hell would have to freeze over. twice.

a whistle came from the side , getting you to look and see sarah waiting very impatiently. “hello? forget about me?” she asked , yanking you into a hug and guiding you to her friends, “hanging out with my brother? when jj’s been staring at you all night?”

immediately , you tensed up under her arm. “sarah , i love you , but please—“

“just hang out with him! smoke a j or something and get to know him!” sarah bargained , shaking you lightly, “c’mon! he been buggin’ us bout you.”

your embarrassment started to show , with help of the drinks , on your cheeks. “okay , okay , okay. fine! if you’ll stop buggin’ me about it , then okay. i will,” you agreed , laughing when sarah started tickling you in her own excitement. what a happy , giggly drunk.

“i love you ; i love you. you’re not gonna regret it! he’s great , and funny , and dorky , and totally has a crush on you , so go have fun!” sarah rushed out , shoving you in a specific direction. you looked up , catching yourself in the air before you plummeted into the sand.

“jesus,” you grumbled , taking off to where sarah directed you.

you could see jj on the dock of the lake , a small glow sparkling every few seconds. he was lighting a joint. you smiled , glad you officially knew someone that smoked.

“hey , blondie,” you wolf whistled , sandals hitting the wood.

jj jumped a little , looking up and back to see your smiling face. “hey , y/n/n,” he smiled back gently.

“windy as shit,” you commented , sitting down next to him and letting your feet hit the water, “here , let me cover it.”

you brought your hands up around the end of the joint , blocking the wind from blowing the flame out , and jj was able to successfully light it. “my good luck charm,” he chuckled , inhaling the smoke before blowing it out and up. his hand moved in front of you , letting your fingers grab the roll from him.

“not a party guy?” you questioned , and it was valid considering you found him by himself.

“not a kook guy,” he corrected you simply , watching the way you inhaled entirely , slowly blowing the smoke back out before passing the joint to him.

“oh really?” you mused , pulling back to look at him, “because i heard you were quite the troublemaker yourself , mr. maybank,” you poked at him , remembering how rafe said he got arrested for sinking topper’s boat.

“let me guess , rafe ‘kook king’ cameron told ya that?” jj replied with a roll of his eyes.

“was he lying?” you doubled down.

“no,” jj chuckled, “we all get into shit sometimes. i just happen to do it more… frequently,” he passed the joint back to you.

“what’d topper do for you to sink his boat?” you asked , making it clear what you know so far. you take a hit as you watch jj wince , almost like the memory actually hurt him. “you don’t have to say nothing if you don’t want,” you reassured him.

“nah , nah,” he shook his head, “uh— i think we were like sixteen / seventeen? and topper and rafe beat the shit outta pope with a golf club,” jj recalled , taking the joint back for his own relief, “and it’s all eye—“

“for an eye,” you finished , and it’s like you could feel everything. the wind on your face , the warmth holding in your fingers from the joint , the flannel on your shoulders. everything about you felt wrong after you heard what rafe had done. as casually as you could , you slipped out of the flannel , letting it sit on the rotting wood beneath you.

“i know you’ve probably heard about the whole rivalry and shit , but for the pogues? it’s personal. it’s not just because we’re mad they’re rich , and we aren’t. they’re shit people , and usually, during summer camp , it’s all left behind , but this year feels different,” jj tried his best to explain it , but he still felt like his words fell short.

“no , i get it,” you promised him, “probably feels different this year because i’m here though,” you joked , fanning yourself off dramatically.

“oh , yeah , for sure,” jj agreed , agreeing with you silently that the topic should be changed, “prettiest girl at camp jessamine since i don’t know how long.”

your cheeks burned again at the compliment. you needed to invest in a full coverage foundation if this was how your summer was going to pan out.

you and jj sat on the dock for a while longer. you wanted to finish the joint , and you wanted to get to know jj more.

sure , you had fun with rafe earlier , but sarah and taylor rooting for jj fueled your curiosity. he was your type , and he was funny , and nice , so you didn’t see the harm in hanging out with him for the rest of the night.

but soon enough , the joint became a filter , and jj sighed. “looks like that’s our que,” he huffed , throwing the filter into the lake.

“hey!” you cursed , pushing his arm a little bit before readjusting and reaching to the water’s surface to pluck the filter out from it, “one earth. gotta give a fuck now,” you reminded him , standing up with the roach in your hand.

“god , you’d love kie,” jj shook his head , but a smile was still present— dimples and all.

“most people would,” you agreed, “but most people also believe littering isn’t cute.”

“oh , so if i didn’t flick the roach into the water , you’d say i was cute?” jj asked , nudging you with his shoulder after he stood up as well, “just wanna check.”

“yeah,” you nodded, “i guess you could say that.”

“let’s go tell everyone we’re running away to vegas to elope then,” he joked , grabbing your hand and pretending to run away. you laughed with him , rolling your eyes playfully.

“i don’t know ; camp hasn’t even started yet. what about the kids?” you played along.

“well , i’m gonna let you in on a camp j secret right now , okay?” you blinked for him to go on, “it’s not really summer camp unless you leave here with a boo. it’s tradition , so really , you’re just being proactive if you elope with me now.”

you let your head fall back , letting out a laugh that jj was sure he could listen to every day for the rest of his life. “okay , okay. let’s pump the brakes a little.” jj chuckled and nodded , sighing a soft okay before tugging you to head back but you stood still.

“change your mind?” he asked , letting go of your hand. he didn’t want to ; he just became obnoxiously aware that he was still holding it. he didn’t want to freak you out. maybe he was freaking out. one of those highs.

you paused , mind taking note of the flannel that was clasped in your hands. “no , let’s go,” you replied , starting to walk back to the group.

the rest of your night was filled with hanging out with the pogues. you got to know them a lot more , now that you were in a more relaxed environment. throughout the night , you kept peeking over at rafe , catching him already staring at you. he never shied away from it , sending you a wink or wave or smile each time. you would blush each time before returning back to the conversation with your newfound friends. soon enough , you all started hearing the birds chirp , the morning chill taking over the night’s humidity. that’s when everyone started packing up , calling it a night.

THE KIDS were arriving today , and even though you knew you’d be a great leader , your stomach was still in knots. what if the girls hated you? you and sarah had finished prepping everything early in the morning , so you still had a bit before the campers actually started checking in.

“i’m gonna go chill for a little bit before heading to admin,” you nudged sarah , nodding to the door.

“okay , do you want me to come with you?” she offered , setting down her phone.

you shook your head , opening the screen door. “don’t worry about it. i’ll be back soon,” you smiled , and sarah just nodded , letting you go off on your own.

you didn’t know where your feet were taking you until you reached the dock. you were only there for the first time a handful of hours ago , but it felt comfortable. the way the lake glistened in ripples as the sun beat down on the surface , the nature’s quiet chirping.

it wasn’t exactly nerves , you didn’t think , but an excitement you needed to reign in. that’s what you tried to tell yourself , but there were so many worries filling your brain about camp officially starting. and though you didn’t hope taylor was feeling as shitty as you were , you hoped she did , so someone could understand.

“hey,” a familiar voice called out , causing you to jolt and turn around, “sarah said you were clearing your head. want some company?”

your concentrated frown turned into a toothy smile when jj sat down next to you , baseball cap covering his unruly blonde hair. “be my guest,” you nodded , looking back out at the lake.

“feelin’ okay?” he asked , leaning back on his hands , closing his eyes as the sun cascaded down on the two of you. you appreciated that he wasn’t staring at you. if he was , you were sure he’d be able to tell just how much your stomach was churning.

“mhm,” you managed to hum, “just nervous the girls won’t like me,” you admittedly whispered.

jj chuckled a little bit , but you knew it was condescending. “y/n , there’s nothing to not like about you,” he assured you , peeping one eye open to look at you already looking at him. you hid your smile , blush coming to your cheeks and looking away once again. “besides , their , like , twelve. if they don’t like you , just do something twelve year old girls like,” jj shrugged , smiling at your rosy cheeks but glancing elsewhere just like you.

“i know,” you sighed , leaning back on your owns hands, “but i’m new? you know , so i guess it’s more of a ‘they don’t like me but love sarah because they know her already’ thing.”

jj nodded , humming low. “well , the boys will love you , so if your group starts showing signs of mutiny , you’re welcome to join my cabin,” he joked , getting a laugh out of you.

“okay , okay. if there truly is a mutiny of teenage girls in my cabin , i’ll let you know to make some room for me over with you,” you agreed , still chuckling along with the blonde. you hadn’t noticed until your laughter died down , but you weren’t as nerve wracked over their arrivals anymore. “thanks,” you muttered to him , not needing to explain exactly for what.

“not a problem,” jj shrugged it off, “i get nervous every year too , and i get the same shit heads , so i can’t imagine how you’re feeling.”

you nodded , chewing at the inside of your cheek. “i think i’ll be fine now,” you decided, “especially with my backup plan.”

“it doesn’t have to be a backup plan,” jj smirked, “could just be a plan,” he nudged you with his elbow , chuckling a little bit.

NOT LONG after you and jj left the lake’s dock , you and sarah headed to the administrative building to prepare for the kids’ arrivals. you had your own table with her for your cabin. there were name tags , tshirts , itineraries , and some camp goodies.

jj had managed to calm you down earlier , so as you were sitting in wait , you were filled with excitement rather nerves. your worries had turned from what if they hate me? to hopes of truly bonding with the girls.

“marsha said the busses will be getting here soon,” sarah announced , plopping in the plastic chair next to you, “it’ll be crazy for the first hour or so , but you’ll be fine.” and almost like he reassurance triggered the squeal of a bus’ brakes. “oh , they’re here!”

“and you said they’ll be pointed into our direction?” you asked again , not wanting to be in the wrong place.

“yes! y/n , it’ll be great,” sarah smiled , nudging you with her shoulder as she grabbed the list of girls’ names.

soon enough , kids and chatter filled the administration building. it was an organized chaos , marsha and a couple of other leaders trying to send kids in the proper direction to the right tables.

and with waiting a few more minutes , the first girl arrived to the table. her arms were full , carrying her sleeping bag and a pillow along with a duffle bag and a suitcase. “is this the table for cabin six?”

“yes , it is! hi!” sarah chirped , sitting up straighter when the girl approached, “what’s your name?”

“amber,” she simply spoke , not entirely matching sarah’s happy tone.

you grabbed the things the girl would need to start camp and slid them into a bag. “okay , amber. well , i’m your camp leader this summer. my name’s y/n,” you greeted her , helping slip the bag’s loop on her finger.

“and i’m sarah. i’m the other leader in your cabin,” she added in , checking off the girl’s name.

amber nodded , pursed lips as she looked around. “where’s the cabin?” she asked.

“just head down that path , and you’ll see them,” sarah answered , pointing out the window for amber to see, “you can get unpacked , and we’ll all be over soon!”

checking in the rest of you and sarah’s kids went by fairly quickly and fairly painless. you had sent all of the girls to the cabin , letting them meet each other without the authoritative presence of you and sarah. the pogues and taylor came up to your table , gathering around before needing to head their own ways.

“well , i’m just saying to watch your kids’ backs whenever mine get out on that kickball field. i’m not playing this year,” jj warned you all , kicking his feet up on your table as he took claim of a chair.

you hummed , pretending to think deeply before looking at the blonde boy. “do you enjoy seeing kids lose? is that what it is?”

“no! i just enjoy seeing my kids win,” jj smiled back at you with a roll of his eyes.

you were about to start packing up when you heard a newly familiar voice call out to you. “wifey! c’mere!” you looked in the direction where the voice came from and see rafe waving you over with topper and kelce.

“i’ll catch you guys later?” you spoke to the group , taking note of their grimaces. they all gave you neutral responses before you walked away.

“fuckin’ wifey?” jj scoffed , hitting sarah’s arm.

taylor scowled too , adding, “she was just asking me to cockblock.”

“what’s up , hubby?” you smiled at rafe when you got to him.

he didn’t hesitate to drape an arm over your shoulders when he could. “we were thinking…. since we’re most likely going to have the same weekends off , that you should kick it with us saturday,” rafe suggested , gesturing between the four of you.

“it’d be nice to switch up pong teams too. see you kick rafe’s ass instead,” topper shrugged with a laugh.

you glanced over your shoulder , seeing your other friends head to the cabins. “uh— yeah. i’ll check with sarah to make sure she didn’t have any plans for us , but until then yeah,” you agreed with a smile. sarah hadn’t really brought any specific plans for the weekend up yet , so you didn’t see why you couldn’t make your own.

“perfect!” rafe cheered, “told you guys she’s fun,” he added , pointing at his two friends.

“don’t boast about me too much,” you advised, “i’m gonna get to the cabin. catch ya later!”

“well , we can all go down together. we were just waiting up on you,” kelce offered , dangling the golf cart keys in the air. all three boys looked at you expectantly.

you roll your eyes with a laugh. “it’s like you guys are obsessed with me,” you joked , walking to the door and dragging rafe with you.

kelce and topper took the front seats while you and rafe sat in the back. the drive was short , not leaving much room to talk , but the boys continued to blab about half-plans for the summer until the cart pulled in front of your cabin.

“thanks for the ride , boys. i’ll see you all at the meeting,” you spoke up , hopping off the cart and waving at your new friends.

rafe was quick to stumble after you. “so uh , you really wanna hang with us this weekend?” he asked , getting you to stop walking up the steps. it left you at eye level , and you could see the insecurity in his blue irises.

“i’ll see you at the camp meeting , hubby,” you smiled at him, “take a chill pill,” you added , pressing a chaste kiss and two soft pats to his cheek. you turned around , not drawing too much attention to rafe’s reddening cheeks before opening the door to the cabin.

you knew the girls were in there. you just didn’t expect them all to be standing in front of the door , peering through the windows when you came inside. when the door shut , they all scrambled to look as casual as possible.

“hey…” you smiled at them cautiously. as soon as you broke the ice , they all started chattering.

“oh my god , are you dating rafe?”

“is rafe your boyfriend?”

“no way you and rafe are a thing!”

“i’m so jealous! i’m in love with rafe!”

“he’s the hottest counselor!”

you laughed at being bombarded by teenage chaos , making your way through the girls and cabin to set your bag down on your bed and seeing sarah waiting for you. “they’re nosey,” you chuckled , relaxing when she laughed with you.

“okay , girls!” sarah called out , hoisting herself out of bed and clapped, “enough with the interrogation!”

they all awe’d and boo’d , but quickly quieted down when you eyed them suspiciously. “you can ask me about it later , guys. first , we gotta start with all of the camp jargon,” you assured them , taking a seat on the floor and crossing your legs. sarah followed your moves and settled down next to you. the girls all took seats on their bunk beds or the floor as well , waiting for you to start.

“so,” sarah began, “i know this half of the room are my kids , and the other is y/n’s , but for the entire summer , we are in charge of you. that means making sure you’re safe and taken care of and having fun , so all of you need to listen to us,” she explained , using a soft teacher-esque voice.

you nodded along , listening to sarah before adding, “and we won’t mind being bothered by you asking us questions or wanting to hang out. we’re here to make sure you guys enjoy your summer , so i’d like to have an open door policy.”

“that starts with respect , ladies,” sarah continued, “you respect us , we will respect you. the moment that’s gone , we’ll all start having a lot less fun , so let’s just make sure we’re kind to each other , okay?” the girls hummed their agreements.

you began listing off the camp jessamine guidelines , prefacing it all with “i know we know how to act , but i have to read it,” before speed reading the list of rules. “with those being said , sarah and i have our own rules for cabin six that we want to give to you as well.”

“right , so our first rule is very simple. no illegal activities,” sarah stated with a plain look on her face, “it’s non-negotiable for the camp , but i was a camper here once , and i know how it works. it just won’t happen with you guys. the minute i get any wind of you or any other campers messing around with things they aren’t supposed to have , its game over,” she explained to them , a more serious note on the conversation, “we understand?”

a slew of yeses came from the girls , and you continued. “next thing is i don’t want any drama in this cabin. whatever crap you guys brought from home needs to be left outside , and whatever crap you may get into at camp will be dealt with right away,” you announced, “you’re all smart , young women. let’s act like it.”

you and sarah continued talking to the girls for an hour or so , moving from your house rules to lighter topics like what everyone wants to do this summer and such. eventually , the sun was starting to cook the cabin , so you opened the front door.

you swung it open to see rafe standing there. “oh!” you gasped , not expecting to see anyone behind the door let alone him. “what’s up?”

rafe peeked behind you , seeing the group of teenage girls staring up at him , trying their best not to say anything. he wiggled his fingers at them , a cocky smile resting on his lips as they all burst into giggles. you held back a laugh of your own and pushed rafe back a bit so you could step outside.

“you left your phone on the cart,” rafe explained , holding your phone up in front of you as you gasped.

“oh , my god!” you laughed , taking it from him, “i didn’t even realize. thanks , ray.”

“ah , just my good deed for the month,” he shrugged , leaning against the porch railing, “how’s it going in there?” he asked , giving a nod to the cabin where you both knew the girls were riled up again.

“it’s going pretty well. we’re all still mingling right now. probably going to split up before the meeting and dinner,” you answered with a smile, “how are your boys? they gonna cause any problems with my girls?”

rafe shook his head with a smile , tongue poking at his cheek. “nah , i’ll keep ‘em in check for ya , honey,” he assured you , glancing over at his cabin. a few of the boys were out front , but you could hear the ones inside easier.

“tommy , i’ll kill you!” one of them shouted , causing you to suppress another laugh.

“go handle business , rafe,” you nudged him, “and stop coming up with reasons to talk to me.”

“stop leaving your stuff laying around!” rafe quipped back , walking backward to his cabin with a smile, “oh and you should get a password on that thing. random guys might put their numbers in it,” he added , smile turning into a smirk.

you returned the smile with one of your own and a sweet wave before going back inside. “okay , ask me whatever you want,” you said , preparing yourself for the girls to ask questions this time.

“so are you two dating?” noah , one of your girls , asked , eyes bigger than saucers, “he’s dreamy. you should date him!” she added.

“no,” you shook your head, “we’re not dating. we’re just friends.” sarah caught your eye , giving you an annoyed smile and roll of her eyes. as much as she wanted you to get with jj for her own personal benefit , she liked seeing you smile the way you were right now , and rafe was the cause of it. she’d let it slide for a little bit.

“well , you know everyone leaves camp with a boyfriend or girlfriend , right? is rafe gonna ask you to be his girlfriend?” another girl spoke up. daisy , one of yours , raised her hand when she asked her question , but didn’t bother to be called on.

you hummed with a thoughtful nod. “yeah , i did hear that rumor , but i don’t know if rafe’s gonna ask me that. we just met , and there’s a whole summer ahead of us,” you replied. it’s like you were telling a story. you didn’t expect anything from rafe at all , but it was fun to give the teenagers content for their crushes on him.

“would you say yes if he did?” noah continued.

“not right now,” you shook your head.

amber finally spoke up , clearing her throat. “have you met jj yet? he’s cute too!”

“okay , amber! coming in hot!” you laughed , getting her to blush and shy away, “but uh— yeah. , i’ve met jj too. he’s friends with john b , sarah’s boyfriend,” you answered , trying to pass the heat off to your roommate. like poorly trained puppies , all of their heads turned to sarah now , starting to interrogate her.

you sat back quietly , smiling at the scene unfolding. and in that moment , you had no idea why you were so freaked out in the first place. you’d have to thank jj later for calming you down.

a/n omfg THREE WEEKS later i’m so sorry i love u all for being patient with me<3

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