#more like starkey's silly edit but you know

[earlymorningbluesandgreens]

please do not the peter

[obx-pogue4life]

What A Night

Summary: Y/N and Rafe set out for date night at a new restaurant that ends up going wrong and they try to save the night so its not a total loss

Warnings: None really! It’s more fluff than smut and has softer BF Rafe vibes :) Beware of my poor editing and spacing issues tho lol thats the real warning... 

HUGE shoutout to @maybankforlife for forcing me to realize and come to terms with my love for all things Drew Starkey! I blame you completely and I’ll never forgive you ❤️

*Not my pic but I will gladly credit them if anyone knows who it belongs to*

"Shit, why the hell can't we find this God damn place, Y/N? I've lived here all my life and never had this much of a problem gettin' around for fuck sake!

I look over at my boyfriend Rafe and laugh as he continues to swear and mutter under his breath. We were supposed to be going to a new restaurant downtown. Our reservations were for 7pm and we were already about 20 minutes late and as far as I could tell, we weren't anywhere near where we needed to be. It was supposed to be this amazing little Italian restaurant that got rave reviews and Rafe and I had been invited as some of the first lucky few to get to try it out, opening week. A definite perk of dating a Cameron- we got invited to things like this all the time.

"Why don't we just pull over and ask for directions, I'm sure someon-

"NO, I'm not asking for directions Y/N. Shit- this shouldn't be that difficult" he mutters again to himself, under his breath.

Typical Rafe, too proud to ask for directions. He'd rather circle around downtown aimlessly for hours before he would even consider asking anyone for help.

I stare out the passenger window as the familiar buildings and parking garages make yet another appearance on tonight's quest for dinner.

"You should try the GPS again babe", he says to me.

"Well, I can if you want, but it sent us to the wrong place the first time we tried it so why would it send us to the right place the second time? I'll try baby, but I wouldn't get your hopes up", I chuckle.

"Yeah, you're probably right", he whispers, letting out an exasperated sigh.

"This is really starting to piss me off", he says as his stomach began to rumble. I laugh and poke at his stomach.

"Awwwww, my poor baby", I mock him and he looks at me with dagger eyes but then laughs.

"It's ok babe, I'm getting really hungry too. Do you wanna just ditch the opening and hit up a McDonald's or something instead?

I could tell he was thinking about it and before he could answer me, his stomach growled again loudly.

"Fuck this", he laughs and begins to pull off the road. "Where the hell, even are we?" "How did this happen?", he asks me shaking his head.

I looked over at him and completely lose it and start laughing uncontrollably and the next thing I know, he's laughing too. We both just start cracking up over this whole silly mess and can't stop. We laugh until we cry and just when we think it is all out of our systems, Rafe's stomach growls again and it makes us erupt into a whole new fit of giggles.

Once we were able to catch our breath and calm ourselves down, Rafe grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers together and smiles at me. "I Love you, Y/N", he says. I smile back and reply, "Love you more" as he groans and rolls his eyes at me, smiling. "You, my darlin', will never, NEVER love me more than I love you, it's just not possible", he says giving me the cockiest, most sly smile imaginable. I giggle and playfully swat his arm.

"Rafe", I say softly, unbuckling my seat belt and turning towards him.

"Yeah", he looks at me unsuspectingly.

I'm not sure what exactly was going through my head but in that moment, I decided to make the most of our little mishap and reach over to him and unbuckle his seat belt.

"What are you doing, Y/N? Why are you undoing my seat bel-

I cut him off by putting my finger to his lips. "Shhhh", I say leaning closer to his face.

"Slide your seat back baby, I whisper softly, lightly licking the outer part of his ear.

I hear him gulp and he immediately slides his seat back as far as it will go.

He looks at me with wide eyes waiting for me to make my next move. I swiftly shift from my seat to his and try to straddle his lap as sexily as I can and I think I do a pretty god job, because he is just staring at me with this goofy grin on his face. But as I try to get myself situated better on his lap, I notice some tension tugging on the side of my skirt. All thoughts of how sexy I think I'm being fly out the window when I look over and notice that I have managed to get the pocket of my skirt caught over the gear shift. We both look at each other and then at my skirt pocket and immediately start laughing again.

"Fuck it, I give up", I giggle and bury my face in his chest as he fixes my skirt for me.

My face is flaming with embarrassment. "What the hell is going on tonight?", I ask him.

"I dunno Y/N, but I liked where this was heading", he says cheekily. Why'd you stop?" he questions me.

"Well I kinda ruined the moment Rafe- there's nothing sexy about what happened just now, is there? I mean, how does that even happen" I groan and look away feeling completely deflated.

"Y/N", he said.

I ignore him and start to climb off his lap.

"Y/N", he said more softly. "Stop and look at me"

As I lift my head up and look at his face, he has a huge smile on it and he kisses me on the forehead.

"You really are perfect for me, you know that?", he says.

"Perfect, yeah right. Have you forgotten what just happened two minutes ago baby?", I laugh, giving him a look.

"Nope", he smiles shaking his head. "That babe, is a perfect example of exactly why I love you. You're always up for anything. You're carefree and able to laugh at yourself and are incredibly sexy, weather you believe me or not. And you always try to make the best out of a completely shit situation. Tonight was horrible all the way around, everything we set out to do tonight was a terrible disaster, but you know what? It doesn't matter because we spent it together and had a few good laughs.

I look into his eyes and smile. "Yeah, I guess your right", I say as he pulls me in for a hug.

"I'm still kinda hungry though", he says licking his lips. "What do you say we head towards home?"

"That sounds perfect, maybe we can grab a pizza or something", I reply as I start to climb back into my own seat. "Wanna get a movie too"? I ask him.

"Nah, I have a better idea babe", he says winking at me as he puts his seat belt back on and begins to pull back onto the road.

I blush a little as he reaches for my hand.

"I think we need to finish what you started", he says in a low voice, pushing my hand down onto his lap.

"You think your not sexy Y/N, but would someone who isn's sexy be able to make me this hard", he questions.

I brush my fingertips over his length and feel him pulse against my touch.

"I want you so badly, Y/N", he whispers, eyes fixed on the road. I need you. Now.

I bite my lip and begin to palm him through his tight black jeans, seeing his bulge straining against the restricting fabric.

"Mmmm, babe", he moans.

I smirk at him and start to unzip the fly of his jeans but he places his hand over mine to stop me.

"If you unzip me right now Y/N, we will most definitely not be making it home in one piece", he chuckles darkly.

"Yeah but Rafe,  we're still an hour away from home", I pout.

A sly smile spreads across his face. "I have an idea", he states as he pulls off the highway.

"What are you doing now", I say to him.

"Well, tonight kinda sucked, yeah? So why don't we try and save it", he says with a cheeky grin.

"What are you up to Cameron?", I question him again, laughing.

Just when I'm about to ask him for the third time what he's doing, he pulls up to a huge Victorian style hotel and parks the car.

"You're crazy", I tell him, putting the pieces together and grinning from ear to ear.

"Only about you", he says getting out of the car and jogging over to my side.

I roll my eyes at his cheesiness and let him pull me out of the car and onto my feet.

"We don't have any luggage Rafe", I protest realizing how this is gonna look.

"Babe, what we're gonna be doing requires no luggage", he says with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

I smile and shiver with anticipation and he pulls me closer to the doors of the hotel.

"What about dinner", I laugh as he reaches for the door handle.

He stops and leans towards me again.

"Suddenly I'm not so hungry Y/N", he breathes into my ear and opens the door. "Well, not for food anyway", he states and winks at me. "But we can get room service later."

I blush as he leaves me near the entrance way of the hotel with a dumbfounded look on my face as he goes up to the front desk and books us a room. I finally feel like our night is about to get better. I look over at my boyfriend and he waves for me to come over to him while the concierge tells him the total. As he pulls out his credit card to pay a condom falls out of his wallet and onto the floor and I can see the embarrassment and panic in his body language as his shoulders tense. He hands the concierge his credit card and she scans it through. I don't think the concierge noticed because she didn't miss a beat. Still standing by the doors, I  watch Rafe, trying not to laugh. He is fidgeting like crazy and keeps looking at the floor and then to me and settles with putting his shoe over it. I know I need to save him when a family comes up and stands in line behind him. I make my way over to him and pretend to drop my purse, picking it up with the the condom simultaneously and leaning into Rafe, resting my head on his shoulder as if nothing happened.

"Thank you", he mouthed to me.

"I think you dropped something baby", I smirk.

"Shit, could this night be anymore ridiculous", he whispers to me, embarrassment clear from his reddened cheeks.

The concierge grins at us while we banter with each other and right as I think she is going to give us our key-cards, she tells us to hold on a minute, and walks away. Rafe and I both look at her, shrug and say, "OK".

"That was weird", he whispers to me so she can't hear him.

"Yeah", I agree. "But it definitely goes with the rest of our night", I say chuckling.

He begins to laugh with me and puts his arm around my shoulder, sighing contently.

"Here we are", the concierge says to us in a sing-song voice.

She smiles at us as she hands us a set of key-cards and a folded up piece of paper.

"Ummm, thanks", Rafe says to her.

"You two have a wonderful night,", she chirps, winking at us.

As Rafe and I walk toward the elevator we both look at each other and laugh again.

"What the fuck was that Y/N?", he said to me.

"I have no idea", I said wiping my eyes. "What's on that paper she gave you with the key-cards?" I ask, still giggling, and reach for it.

"I dunno babe", he says handing it to me. "Read it?", he asks.

"You remind me of my husband and I many years ago- so young and so in love. Please accept this complimentary upgrade to the Honeymoon Suite. It's so refreshing to see such a sweet, carefree and loving couple. Plus- its on its own floor so you don't have to worry about noise! You two lovebirds have fun!"

"OhMyGosh!", I gasp and look at my boyfriend.

I can feel my cheeks begin to burn.

"Shit", he says looking at me, embarrassment taking over. "Fuck", he groans, his cheeks flaming. "She must have seen me drop the condom", he says in a hushed voice.

"This is the weirdest night, baby", I sigh shaking my head. "Should we accept it?", I ask him.

"I don't know", he answers honestly.

The elevator dings and the doors open. We both look at each other with puzzled looks.

"Where to", the attendant asks us.

I smile and shrug my shoulders, leaning into Rafe.

"The Honeymoon Suite", he says with a smile on his face.

"Yes, Sir", the attendant says, smiling at us.

When we arrive at the Honeymoon floor, he grabs my hand and we get out off the elevator and walk towards the large double doors at the end of the corridor.

"Are you sure about this Baby", I ask him softly.

"The way I see it Y/N, she wouldn't have offered it to us if she didn't want us to use it. And to decline such a sweet offer from such a nice old woman would just be rude", he answers with a  cocky smile spreading across his lips.

"I suppose your right", I say slowly. "We wouldn't want to be rude", I say smiling back at him.

"Definitely not", he says rubbing the top of my hand with his thumb.

"I think our night is about to turn around babe", he says bending down to kiss me slowly.

"Mmmhmm", I murmur as he continues to kiss me in the corridor.

He softly moves his hands up my body and tangles them into my hair, bending me back slightly and he begins to deepen this kiss and I have to force myself to break away from his intoxicating embrace.

"Let's go inside baby", I say breathlessly.

"Whatever you say Y/N", he says looking me up and down, licking his lips.

"Whatever you say", he repeats and smirks as he unlocks the door to the suite.