#fuck jimmy me n my homies hate jimmy

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Cuddle Buddies

Pairing: Roommate! Rafael Casal x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Minors DNI, RPF, angst, cursing, pining, jealousy, suggestive language, butt slapping, fluff! No smut!  All errors my own. I apologize if you like the smell of patchouli, lol.

A/N: This is an answer to the following ask from @teatro-dira :

Okay so I don't know if this is kinda weird but like an Rafael x reader were they are like really cuddly(like a lot of hugs, cuddling and stuff) friends and roommates and everyone teases them asking them if they're dating. Then Rafael gets a girlfriend which makes y/n lowkey feel betrayed and jealous, but he doesn't realize that. Y/n accidentally ruins their relationship(you chose how). They get into a fight, but it ends in fluff. Hope you understand what I mean:)

Here it goes! I hope you like it!

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A series of unfortunate events led you to this situation six months ago.

You were subletting Rafael’s apartment in Santa Monica when production wrapped a month early on his project in Vancouver. He had nowhere to go, and neither did you, so you agreed to share the space.

You vibed, almost as much as he and Daveed did. Folks began to call you the fourth Muskateer, for as much as you, Rafa, Daveed and his girl were always together. 

You all talked, smoked, and created together. You and Rafa especially were always all over each other, keeping each other warm under blankets on the couch, watching movies while you ran your fingers through his hair, in one or another’s bed watching videos, or writing in tandem. 

It was all good, cause Rafa was being a man-whore at the moment with several ladies, and you were just chilling. It was dope. 

Almost.

It would have been all the way dope, except...

Except for the fact that you were in love with Rafa.

You loved sharing the same space with him, because you could smell him when he just got out of the shower, play in his silky hair, and feel his strong arms around you. And when he wore grey sweats…. Damn.  You and your little bullet celebrated every time that happened.

Everyone could tell, except for Rafael.  People ragged on you two so hard, that you vehemently denied it every time, to the point of getting heated.

One night, you side eyed the teaser through a cloud of smoke after catching Rafa’s grimace when they said you two should get together.  Your mood sank at what you perceived was rejection.

“I would NEVER get with Rafa, that’s the homie.  He’s like a brother to me. Ugh. Getting with my brother? No way. We’re just Cuddle Buddies.”

Rafa blinked and then took a toke.

“Exactly, we the homies. Platonic Ride or Dies.  It’ll never happen.”  He passed what he was holding and then stood up. “Cuddle Buddies till the end.”  He sounded disgusted.

“I’m going to go get some food. I’m hungry. What does everyone want?”  After everyone yelled out their orders, you offered to come with.

“Nah, sis.  I’m good.  Gonna clear my head. I’ll be back soon.  Rafa peaced out and you sat back down with the crew.

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Ever since that night, Rafa seemed a little distant.  He was always busy, and never had time to sit and kick it with you the last couple of weeks.  You all never seemed to link.

One night, he was home when you came in with groceries.

“Oh shit, I didn’t know that you’d be here!” You put the groceries down on the counter while Rafa was at the stove, cooking up some pasta with marina.

“Mmmmmm. Smells good!” You went and stood very close to him, expecting him to give you a side hug, at least.

He just turned and glanced at you, a smirk lifting one side of his face.

“Will you never learn to keep an umbrella in the car? You always come in soaking wet from the rain.”

Here he was, shaking his head that you didn’t have enough sense to come in out of the rain.  How could this talented genius ever want to be with you?

You just played it off, as usual. “I’m starving. I didn’t think I would make it through cooking, but you’re always clutch, Rafa!” 

Rafa stood there and gaped at you.

“Uhhhhh… I thought you said you were driving down to the Vista to see your mom… I have someone coming over for dinner....”

“No.  She’s decided to go on a cruise to Cabo with her bestie… she just called and told me as she was boarding the ship this afternoon.  The hussy. Tryna be fast with her little friends.”  You laughed.

“So, who’s coming over?  UTK? Wayne? Jimmy?”

You jumped up on the counter and watched as Rafa put some french bread with butter and garlic in the oven.  Smelled like heaven.  Those guys would definitely invite you to stay.

Rafa wiped his hands on the towel that was hanging on the stove. And turned around to face you.

“Her name is Aurora.”

It was like he’d punched you in the gut. He’d NEVER brought one of his heauxes around. You fought the urge to double over, even though you felt nauseous.  When you looked at him, he looked concerned.

“Hey, you okay?”

You jumped down from the counter and quickly nodded your head, laughing weakly.  

“I...uh.. Yeah.  Like I said, I haven’t eaten since breakfast, expecting to be at dinner with my moms by now.”

You grabbed your groceries, putting them up quickly and grabbed an apple, taking it to your room.

“I’m going to get out of your way in a minute, I’ll go over to Carla’s and hang with her tonight. We’ll probably go out and do what we do, you know?”

Rafa still looked worried.

“Are you sure you’re ok? You need more than an apple. Look, stay…”

“NO!”  Your voice was raised and it startled you.  “I mean, I’m not one to be a cock blocker.  I’ll just get my stuff and get ready to go.”

Rafa just watched as you scurried into your room. Why did you feel like crying?  Why did you feel as if you would never breathe properly again?  You got out your phone and called Carla.

20 minutes later, you exited your room dressed for the club with your overnight bag.  There was a strange smell in the room, and it wasn’t pasta.  It was patchouli.  You HATED patchouli.

You didn’t realize you were giving the gas face until Rafa came out of the kitchen followed by a short, but cute woman, with a body like, whoa. 

Of course.

Rafa glared at you and you fixed your face.  That bestie telepathy was on point. Then he looked up and down, as if he were judging your freakum dress.  Well, fuck him.

“Oh, hey!  Y/N, this is Aurora.  Aurora, Y/N.”

Aurora ignored your outstretched hand and went in for a hug. 

“Y/N!  I’ve heard so much about you that I feel like I know you intimately, just like Rafael.”  

You tried to keep your face straight in reaction to her scent, then gave her a sideye. 

Was it the inept way she rolled the ‘R’ in Rafael, or the thinly veiled shot at your relationship? Either way, you felt like slapping the shit out of her. You looked at Rafa, but then just cleared your throat.

“And I’ve heard so much about you as well.  You’re all Rafa talks about.” He shook his head behind her.  “Nice to meet you, but I’m headed out for the night.”

It was then that Aurora saw your bag and brightened up.  

“Oh!  You do look nice. Are you leaving, you sure you don’t want to stay?”  

You could smell insincerity a mile away. Even patchouli couldn’t cover that up. You just smiled at her.  

“No ma’am.  I’ve got places to see and people to do.”  You winked at them as you walked out of the door, holding up your umbrella.  “Stay dry y’all.”

You made it out the door without crying of jack slapping that little bitch or Rafa.  You were winning.  

But why did it feel like you’d lost everything?

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You and Rafa successfully avoided one another for days.  He was either over Aurora’s or you were with Carla, your mom, or just stayed in your room.

One time you passed Rafa and Aurora on the couch watching a movie on your way to the kitchen to get something to eat.  Rafa’s head was in her lap.

You stopped dead in your tracks when you heard Rafa’s slightly raised voice say: “Don't’ mess with the swoop, Babe.”

‘Babe.’ He called her Babe. That’s it. It was time for you to go. 

You were cramping Rafa’s style.  You just tiptoed back in your room, making little to no noise so that they could watch the movie in peace. You didn’t see Rafa looking at your door after you went in.

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A week later, you let Rafa know your move out date.

“Wait. What?”

Rafa’s mouth was open. You repeated yourself.

“Well, I’m going to move in with Carla. She’s going to let me ride her couch until this other place comes open in three weeks. It’s a sweet deal, near the studio….”

Rafa’s mind was racing, you could see the gears turning.

“Well… why don’t you just stay here until then, we got a good thing going.” He looked upset. What was up with him?

“Rafa… I’m just in the way.  You’ve got Aurora…”

“Hold up, wait.  We aren’t even that serious.  I mean, I just stopped seeing Bev and Chrissy. He looked at his watch. Last week.”

You laughed at Rafa’s fuckboi ways.  “Well, what about me? I might want to date someone and bring them over…”

Rafa’s face changed.

“Bring someone over here…”

But it didn’t sound like an invitation, it sounded like a threat.  

It was your turn to stare at Rafa.  “What the hell…?”

He straightened up.  “I mean, any of your guests are welcome here.”

You sighed and shook your head. 

“See what I mean? Things are getting tense, I want us to stay friends, not be tight with each other all the time.”

Rafa grinned.  “You said ‘tight.’”  He dodged a couch pillow thrown at his head.

“What are you, a 12 year old?”  You were rolling.  He really was one of your best friends.  But you needed space to get over yourself.  And him.

“Okay.  You grown.  But just know that you don’t have to go.  And know that I will miss the hell out of you.”  

Rafa came over to hug you, and he held you longer than normal, and then kissed the top of your head.  You looked up at him, still in his arms and it was like…

You cleared your throat.  “Well, I guess I better go start to pack.”

Rafa stepped back.  “Ok.”

Both of you hurried to your perspective rooms.

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One night, a couple of days later, Rafael came into your room without knocking.

“What did you say to Aurora?”

You were laying on your stomach on your phone, in just your t-shirt an panties.  You rolled over and looked at him. 

“What are you talking about?”

Rafa wasn’t yelling, but he was keyed up.

“What did you tell her the last time you talked?”

You put your head down to think, then brought it back up. 

“I just said that I was going to miss playing in your hair when we watched movies, that I knew it was your favorite thing.”

Rafa nodded, then shook his head.  

“Y/N, you’re the only one I let touch my hair.  Aurora has barely been allowed near it.”

“That’s…. New.”  You were perplexed.

“No it isn’t. Everyone knows I don’t like people messing with my hair.  Aurora accused me of having feelings for you.”

You were sitting up now, crossing your arms and standing before Rafa.

“That’s ridiculous.”

Rafa looked like he was about to explode. He threw his hands up in the air and walked out of your room.

“OF COURSE IT IS! RIDICULOUS!”  He was really agitated.

“Yeah, I know all too well that you think it's ridiculous for me to want to be with you.  I don’t know what makes you think I’m not good enough for you?”

“Good enough for ME?  You’re the one running around with all the model/actress types, you’re the one who thinks I’m beneath you.  You said so that one night when you said we were ‘Platonic Ride or Dies.’”

“Here we go! Total distortion! Did you hear what you said before I said that?  You said I was like your brother.  Your brother.  You think it’s that disgusting to be with me.”

“I just said that because you made a face when what’s her face said we should be together.”

“I made that face because I was imagining fucking your brains out.  It was probably my cum face.”

You stopped and stared at him, mouth hinged open.

“The fuck?”  You burst out laughing.  “You are mad outta pocket Rafa.” Rafa was rolling too.  “But you ain’t gotta lie.”

Rafa stopped laughing.  

“Why do you think I’m lying?”

He was moving closer to you. This felt… dangerous. He looked up and down your body, and it was the first time you felt uncomfortable being comfortable around Rafa.

“Because you told me that you wanted to just be Cuddle Buddies a month after you came back from Canada. You drew a line in the sand.”

Rafa shook his head at you and smiled, green-blue eyes twinkling. 

“I knew you were too zooted.  I shouldn’t have tried to shoot my shot.”

“Run that back for me?”  You couldn’t believe what he was saying right now.

“What I said was..I wanted to be Cuddie buddies. Cuddie is… you know…”  

He pointed to your crotch.

You looked down, and then up at him again. “I can’t with you Rafa….” 

Rafa tilted his head in that sexy way at you. 

“Can you really not?” 

You were stunned.  Rafa continued.

“But I’m serious. When you came back with ‘Cuddle Buddies,’ I thought you were blowing me off and just wanted to be friends. So, I just settled into the friend zone.”

“Do you mean you’re attracted to me? Rafa, that’s funny as hell. You want me for my body?”

Rafa raised his eyebrows at you. “Hell yeah. C’mon girl. You know you’re fine.” 

Your cheeks heated up. You stared at him for what must have been a solid minute.  The possibilities of this alternate reality where Rafa liked you like you liked him opened up.

“But, Rafa... I don’t wanna be just cuddie buddies.”

“Oh. Ok, Cool….” Rafa cleared his throat and looked everywhere but at you.

“I want your heart.” 

Rafa paused when he heard that and his face fell as he moved toward you.  He took your arms in his hands.

“Y/N I'm sorry, I can't give you my heart.”

It was your turn to pick up your face.

“’Cause you already have it.” 

His mischievous grin made your stomach flip.  But you were mad.

“Fuck you, Rafa.” You were laughing with happiness, despite him playing too much.

“Oh, you don’t have to tell me twice.” Rafa swooped down and threw you over his shoulder. “I’ve been waiting six months for that invitation.”  

You were trying to kick and scream. 

Raa swatted you on the ass, then smoothed his hand over the cheek that stung.

“The more you struggle, the more you’ll be begging me to stop in a few.”

You struggled some more, but he made it to your bedroom and deposited you on the bed.  He glared down at you, all sexy green-eyed god.

“Try me, Y/N.”

You reached for the drawstring on his sweats.

“If you insist, Rafael.”

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[riofann]

Better Life 1.0

LVN= Licensed Vocational Nurse equivalent of LPN 

I based this off of, how life would have been soon after Oscar left the Santos

“ANOTHER FUCKING ONE!” Marisol yelled as you watched from the balcony as the landlord handed the new tenant a key. You sigh in response. “This shit is getting bad Y/N we need to get the fuck out!” she commented

“And go where?”

“Shit I don’t know, but the fuck away from here! And Fast! Maybe we could move in together to a better side of town!” 

You loved Marisol but no you did not want to share living spaces with her “I fucking hate LA I’m not trying to stay here any more than i have to. As soon as I get shit paid off I’m leaving!”

“Me too!” she scoffs in disgust “I wonder where he is going to go there's only 3 units open” 

You shrug taking a sip of your wine

“Oh shit what if he’s your next door neighbor?  At least he’s soft on the eyes, some of these motherfuckers be looking like psychos!” 

“Mari!” she’s so judgmental 

“What? it's true i should have asked Mike if i could move in there but its a studio, I can’t do that”  You fade away as she talks watching the neighborhood kids play. 

“Hey Y/N?” your brother Angel snaps you out of your thoughts “can i have some ice cream....pleeease” 

“Only one scoop Angel”

“Thanks!” he said before closing the slide doors

“He’s getting so big soon he’ll be taller than you!” Marisol commented

“I know!” you respond thinking back to when he was a baby 

You both hear the landlords voice coming up the steps

“Ooh! i'm gonna pretend like i'm leaving see where he goes!” she said rushing to leave 

“Cool” you could care less 

“I’ll text you!” 

As she walked out she saw the landlord and the new guy speaking right by the unit next to you

Marisol: looks like you have a new neighbor

You: Perfect! 

Marisol: i hate this place

You couldn't agree more.You actually hated it more than her but you were less vocal and opinionated about it. You barely see the new tenant after he moved in. Plus it  didn't look like he had much when he did actually move in. He was quiet and reserved and didn't really speak to anyone, not that you saw anyway. If you had guessed you would guess he just got out of prison. 

You  were a LVN at the community hospital, in LA and you decided to live on this side of town so that you could pay off student loans before going back to school and getting your BSN. Plus your coworker had told you the less debt you had the better your credit. And you needed a better credit so  you could move out of this place, for the sake of Angel if nothing else. 

“ANOTHER FUCKING ONE! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” 

“Damn Mari!” You complained this time she screeched right by your ear

She hugs you “I'm sorry but shit! This shit is getting crazy!” Mike, your landlord didn’t let too much time pass before he brought potential tenants to look at the place. He was notorious for making sure the building was full at all times no matter what. Someone could have moved out by morning and by the next morning he would have already found another tenant. 

You shook your head in response. Not knowing what to say to make things better

“Maybe they can't go anywhere else” you state the obvious “But do they have to come and live HERE!?!” “I don't know Mari damn!”

“There was a rapist who moved in Y/N a FUCKING RAPIST!” 

“I know you don't have to yell I’m right here!” 

She sighed “And of course that bastardo doesn’t give a fuck he’s charging these motherfuckers double the rent just to live here. Getting drugs and shit from some of them.  Kids and women live here!” 

“I know but i mean not all of them are bad” you try to reason 

“I know that but why is like 70% of the building filled with ex-cons and gang bangers?” 

“I don't know Marisol.”

You and Marisol became very close friends  soon after you moved in. You had recently graduated from LVN school and she was already an LVN working at the community hospital. She was a mom too, Luna her 4 year old daughter. You both worked two jobs so you would both rotate on watching the kids. 

“Anyway” she took in a deep breath “do you plan on going to that cookout Mike is having for the building?”

“You mean 4th of July EXTRAVAGANZA?” you say sarcastically 

“Yes that shit”

You shrug. I guess, I went last year and I don't have to work do you?”

“No I’m not working I might stop by and talk to him about our ‘lovely’ neighbors!” 

“Don’t you don’t want him to get mad” you warn

“I don’t give a fuck my safety matters! The safety of my daughter matters!” she threw her hands up at you giving her a look “I know I know they all aren't bad but shit is getting crazy.!” 

Today must have been a bad day for her or she just finished arguing with Luna’s dad either way she was in a pessimistic mood and there was nothing you could do to get her off of it. She had a valid point though. Things were getting really sketchy. You remember when you could come home late from work, now you can’t really do that. And you often worry about a gang war breaking out. Things were becoming more tense by the second. 

~ ~ ~ Fourth of July reached and, you and Mari stand to the side watching Angel and Luna play with the neighborhood kids. 

“Shit them fucking hynas are bad!” A group of men sat people watching. They were older in age. If you were to guess mid 30s to 50s. 

“Which ones?”

“The ones over there!” he said pointing to you and Marisol 

“Oh the nurses?”

“Yea!”

“Then go say hi foo!”

“Nah fuck that!” 

“Yo! Cut that shit out” one of them scolded his kid 

“Kids man” 

“I know”

“Sup” he greeted the new guy as he walked up to them.  “Diego,” he pointed to each of them “I’m Carlos, he’s Jimmy, you?”

“Oscar”

“Here compa” Diego said handing him a corona

“Santos?” Carlos said noticing that tattoo on his neck

“Yea”

“S’cool Diego is Sur, I’m Nor, Jimmy Piru”

“Just got out of jail or something?” Jimmy asked

“Nah left”

The men chuckle “shit they let you?” 

He shrugged in response “I don’t know I’m waiting to see, you know how shit goes”

“Feel you homie. I was getting too old for that shit. Fucking 40 years old and my kids hate me im done with that shit but i love my Surenos feel me but not as much as my kids feel me?” Diego spoke

Oscar nodded in response

“You got kids?” Carlos asked

“Nah” he said shaking his head

“Shit consider yourself lucky”

“Got 5” Carlos responded

“5?!” Oscar commented 

“Yea”

“Sperm donor over here!” Diego joked

“Fuck you man I’m trying”

“That's all you can do lil homie I’m proud of you!” Jimmy commented

“Santos from Freeridge right?” Diego asked 

“Yea”

“Heard about y’all” 

Even though he tried to limit how much information he was giving, these men had lived this life and he knew how it worked. The new guy on the block got micro-analyzed before being accepted or rejected. This was just part of the prison/gang culture. 

Jimmy lifted up his bottle to signal his acceptance of Oscar “Shit you cool homie but don’t fuck around with them” he said pointing to group of men who looked much younger than three friends 

“Yea they got some shit going on don’t get involved” Carlos commented

“Bet good looking out.”

The ‘extravaganza’ lasted well into the night; after the fireworks You usher Angel up the stairs. 

“Oh Hi....” you said, startled by the abrupt opening of the door you said moving out of the way. He had a trash bag in hand.  “I’m Y/N this is Angel nice to meet you, welcome to the building” 

“Spo...” he stopped himself “Oscar” 

“Nice to meet you Oscar”

“Come on Angel lets get you washed up, did you finish your homework?” 

“Almost but it’s late!” he tried debating his way out 

“I don't want to hear it” 

He groaned as you unlocked the door. You looked back to see Oscar watching you two. 

“Well see you around neighbor”

He nodded his head in response 

Please leave a comment on what you think. 

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Who is Drake

Aubrey Drake Graham – Canadian actor and musician. Degrassi: Jimmy Brooks from the next generation. As a rapper, Drake uses his stage name.