#rafe cameron x brothers bestfriend!sister

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she absolutely gagged him on instagram i’m crying😭 but they are so cute especially the end so cutesy so flirty

OFF LIMITS – rafe cameron ¡ (05)

social media & irl AU !

pairing brother's best friend!rafe cameron x brat!reader summary you slide into a random boy's dms on instagram, anything but expecting him to end up being your brother's best friend, let alone the person you'll be spending your summer vacation with. while resisting Rafe and his lingering gazes was an option, you found yourself in the constant loop of crossing the line; said line being your brother. ch content suggestive, boner alert (???), jealous rafe, alcohol consumption, unresolved tension, somewhat of a fight? (+ whipped rafe because i cant get enough of him)

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Rafe spent the next four hours and thirty-two minutes trapped in your closet. 

By the time you let him out, the boy’s body was aching all over, having maintained the same position throughout the entire night he spent in there. He heard everything, from the two hours of catching up, to your friends spilling your secrets – to which, you attempted to dodge, aware of the latter yet snared in the cramped space.

Guilt couldn’t capture your emotions, mind fuzzing with all sorts of questions over how you planned to get Rafe out. Ending the night off early clearly wasn’t a choice, hence the girls were too busy conversing to head to bed. Waiting was the only plan you had, and you hoped Rafe could bear with it, because him exiting that closet wasn’t a good impression for both of you. 

Rafe sought to endure it, fanning himself with the clothes – said clothes being your tiny bikini pieces, hung inside to get himself through the night. Besides how hot it was, it was dim dark inside, that prior to his phone dying, the strip of light peeking through the door crook was the only thing in sight. So yeah, in his opinion, it was a rough night, he instantly grew to regret his decisions, and seeking your presence way past midnight, aware that he should’ve headed to bed, keeping the promise he vouched to his best friend.

After numerous excuses as to why everyone should sleep, you eventually strived to put everyone to bed, peeking up when you noticed Kiara, who was sharing a room with you, deep in her slumber. You aimed for your closet, tippy toeing as you made your way there, careful not to wake anyone up. 

A sigh of relief escaped Rafe’s throat as you unlocked the door, scrunching your nose with haste when it made a creaking noise, causing your best friend to stir in her sleep. The blond let his eyes fall shut, groaning as his arms stretched over his head, body stiff and aching him all over.  

You somehow managed to escort him out of your room, not giving him a chance to speak before you slammed the door shut in his face. And that, yeah, it definitely kept Rafe up at night. 

The next morning, you woke up to the loud noises erupting through your ears, jolting you awake. The living room filled with chaos, taken aback when you came downstairs and noticed Kelce, along with Topper, and his girlfriend Ruthie. Your vision instantly shifted to Rafe, who straddled one of the seats as he sipped on his cup of coffee, exhaustingly yawning mid chuckle over something Pope said. 

A ragged breath escaped your parted lips, instantly turning your head when Rafe’s gaze locked with yours, the smile on his face faltering at the action. Sure, he knew you were upset, but he didn’t think it was this serious, to the point where he couldn’t even glimpse at you without you avoiding his eyes. 

Rafe’s attention fixed on you throughout breakfast, secretly stealing glances in your direction when you weren’t looking. The blond perked up at the sight of Kelce embracing you in a hug, until you were fully wrapped in his arms, that, of course, caught him off guard, because based off his knowledge, Ryan was close with the latter, yet he didn’t mind you and him all snuggled up on the couch, merely rolling his eyes when he took notice of the state they were in.  

Breakfast filled with laughter, as you and JJ argued over who’s handing the food out, immediately scolded by Cleo, who was helping Kiara plate breakfast for everyone else. 

Each person took a corner; JJ standing along with Kiara and keeping her company while she cooked, Pope chatting with Cleo from behind the table, Sarah taking a corner with her boyfriend; John B, whom she dearly missed. And rafe, he was just there, chanting in whenever Kelce mentioned him, only speaking up when necessary.  As for Ruthie and Topper, yeah, you didn’t even want to talk about them. 

Ryan rushed everyone to get ready, informing them of the little time they had to get to the party they planned on attending, leaving them no choice but to hurry. It didn’t take Rafe long, taking a quick shower and getting dressed before he found himself heading outside, with the purpose of approaching Ryan, who was seated in his car with his legs slung over the rolled down window. 

“Where’s my car?” Rafe questioned, causing Ryan to perk up from his seat.

“Oh, Topper took it.” Ryan casually chimed back, attention shifting down to his phone.

“What the fuck, dude?” Rafe’s face scrunched with disbelief, “Why?” 

“They wanted to get there before us,” Ryan explained, “He said they were going to be late.”

“Doesn’t mean he can take my car,” Rafe scoffed, pulling out his phone. “His bitchass could’ve easily used one of his daddy’s cars.” 

“Drop it, dude.” Ryan chuckled, snatching the phone from Rafe’s hold. “Jus’ ride with us, it’s no big deal.” 

“Yeah?” Rafe’s eyebrows curled with sarcasm, “And then what? Where will the others sit?” 

“Relax,” Ryan rolled his eyes, leaning his head over the window, playfully winking at Rafe. “Someone’s in a bad mood, did you not get enough sleep last night?”

“Whatever.” Rafe scoffed, leaning against the car door, now faced away from his friend.

“Why are you in a bad mood?” Ryan giggled, poking Rafe’s cheek with his finger, merely for the latter to swerve away from the touch. “See, you’re grumpy.” 

“Fuck off,” Rafe slapped Ryan’s hand out of the way, “It’s nothing.” 

“Don’t lie,” Ryan muttered, slightly teasing him with his tone. “What is it? Is it your dad again? Is this about a girl?!”

“No!” Rafe was swift to respond, face flushing a deep shade of red at the assumption. “Drop it, it’s nothing.” 

“C’mon, tell me.” Ryan further cooed, “Now I’m curious.”

Rafe remained silent, fixing his attention on the bracelet loose around his wrist, hesitating before he muttered his next words, knowing how much of a tease Ryan was. 

“I have this friend…” He trailed off, causing Ryan to fully put his phone down, a cocky grin slowly tugging at his lips. “And he’s having problems with this girl he met.” 

“Okay, your friend has relationship problems.” Ryan repeated, emphasizing the friend.

“I wouldn’t really call it relationship problems, but– he’s confused? He knows they can’t be together but when she distanced herself from him it really bothered him.” He rambled under his breath, arms moving in front of his chest. “Because, why would she do that?! First throwing hints that she likes him, then barely even bothering to speak to him.” 

“So you like this girl,” Ryan started, “And she’s bossing you around, because you’re a loser at heart, and cannot handle rejection to save your life, am I right?” 

“I don– he doesn’t like her!” Rafe defensively shot back, grumbling at Ryan’s response. “This is about my friend, okay? Stop behaving like a dick.” 

“What do you want me to say?!” Ryan chuckled, “Your friend should stop being a pussy and pursue her, it’s not every day you find a girl who can sweep you off your feet.” 

“He can’t do that!” Rafe muffled through a frustrated sigh.

“Why not?” Ryan tilted his head with confusion, lips jutting into a pout. “Why are you so upset, this isn’t even about you!”

“I care for my friend,” Rafe stammered over his words, “I don’t want him to regret his decisions.” 

“Right,” Ryan nodded, not convinced, whatsoever. “Well tell your friend to stop being an idiot for me.” 

“Shut up.” Rafe rolled his eyes, unlocking the door to the backseat, and plopping himself on the leather seats. 

Everyone eventually made their way downstairs, with Ryan explaining the situation each time someone comes, informing them of the tight position they were put in. There were complaints every now and then, but they instantly accepted their fate, figuring out a plan for the cramped space they were dealing with. 

Sarah and John B took the passenger seat, Kiara made herself comfortable in JJ’s lap, leaving Cleo and Pope to barely squeeze themselves next to Rafe, who awaited your presence, as well as Ryan. 

After a million calls from your brother practically nagging you to hurry up, you eventually made your way downstairs, out of breath by the time you approached the car. Your eyes slightly widened at the scene of your friends squashed inside, causing you to halt as you opened the door, instantly met with the sight of Rafe, whose attention shifted in your direction once he caught a glimpse of you. 

His gaze wandered down your body, taking in the red dress you were wearing as it barely covered anything, hugging your figure perfectly, and exposing the majority of your flesh, complimenting the tone of your skin, where it should be hidden, not for his eyes to see.

“What the hell is going on here?” You asked, addressing Ryan with your question. “I’m not getting in.”

“Stop bitching around and get in!” Ryan shot back, stealing a glance in your direction from over his shoulder. 

“Where am I supposed to sit?” You huffed, eyes flickering back to Rafe.

The latter adjusted his position at your statement, flicking his nose with his thumb as he cleared his throat, the gesture causing your pulse to quicken at the silent invitation he offered. You knew exactly what he was hinting, but the idea of straddling Rafe’s lap for the rest of the car ride didn’t sound too good in the moment, especially with the unresolved tension seeping through every time the blond is in your presence.

“Why can’t we just use another car?!” You exclaimed, a breath stuttering out of your throat in the process. 

“Topper took Rafe’s car, because Ruthie’s bitch ass didn’t want to wait a little.” Sarah explained from the passenger seat, rolling her eyes over the mention of Ruthie. 

“Just get in!” Ryan groaned, “Quit acting like a fucking brat, we’re already late as is.”

“Fine,” you mumbled under your breath, nervously trailing your gaze back to Rafe, who seemed fairly amused by the fit you threw. “Can you scoot over?” 

“I’d love to,” he dramatically sighed, “But as you can see, there’s no space for me to do that.” 

You rolled your eyes at the lame excuse he used, shuffling to get in, clutching to the side of the door for support. Rafe spread out his legs, patting his lap for you to sit, the action causing you to flush with heat, as it crept past your neck, until it eventually settled on your face. You hesitated to sit, tensing as you nestled yourself on the edge of his lap, afraid he might grow uncomfortable with you fully relaxed.

You held onto the arm rest for support, plopping your head on Ryan’s seat, scoffing when you stole a glance in his direction, yet annoyed by how rude he was being. 

“Okay, now that everyone is here, I’ll take– ow!” Ryan’s sentence was cut off as you tangled your hand in his hair, striving to yank his head back. “What was that for?!” 

“That’s for being a bitch!” You pursed your lips into a thin line, gasping when Ryan flicked your forehead. “What are you doing, idiot? I just did my makeup!” 

Rafe slung an arm around your waist, pulling you with force until your back pressed directly against his firm chest, colliding with your figure in a thud. You slightly tensed under him, taken aback by the gesture, now that you’re able to detect his breath fanning over your exposed flesh, the sensation like feathers to your skin. 

“Drive.” Rafe ordered, before Ryan could swing back. “Didn’t you say we’re late?”

“Yeah, man.” Cleo agreed from Pope’s side, who was seated next to Rafe. “Stop fighting.” 

“Mhm, stop being a dick Ryan.” You snarked, causing Ryan to flip you off, all while exiting the drive through.

“You’re lucky we’re late.” Ryan exclaimed, causing you to roll your eyes. 

“You’re gonna start threatening me no–” your words caught in your throat when Rafe gave your hip a squeeze, shutting you up with the touch. 

“‘S enough.” he whispered, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear, the gesture subtle, that none of your friends noticed it. 

A breath stuttered out of your chest, remaining calm as you attempted to return to the old position you were in, not realizing the amount of space you took off Rafe’s lap till now. However, your action was instantly interrupted by the hand around your hip, pressing you down when you shuffled to move. 

“Get comfortable,” he muttered through a breath, “It’s a long ride.” 

Oh. 

Oh. 

Rafe’s words caused shivers to run down your spine, caught off guard by the sudden boldness washing over him. The latter didn’t give you a chance to question him, fully wrapping his arms around your lower stomach, caging you with his hold, in case you decided to escape his grip. 

Music blasted through the speakers, as Sarah took charge of aux. It was nice, enjoying the company of your friends whom you missed the most, finally getting to spend time with them after so long. You sang along to the lyrics, distracting yourself from Rafe’s arms now slung loose in your lap, fingers lightly tracing circles to your thigh. 

He chuckled over the chaos, feigning oblivion to how flustered you grew, though he took notice with the way you tensed under his touch, a ragged breath exiting your chest. 

The next few minutes continued on, karaoke session breaking through the awkward tension seeping through, not letting it take over as one of your favorite songs started playing, immediately making you perk up with an excited gasp. 

You settled down when you felt your energy wear out, striving to save it for the party you were attending, knowing how grumpy you’d get when your stamina runs low. 

Your gaze trailed down to Rafe’s arms in your lap, growing intrigued when you caught sight of the appealing bracelet hugging his wrist, the turquoise and brown color mixture earning your interest. Forgetting yourself, you reached for the jewelry, taking the small beads in between your digits as you observed them with a glimpse of curiosity.

The contact of skin caught Rafe off guard, glancing over your shoulder with a hint of puzzlement shown through his expression. His lips curled into a smile, noticing the look of concentration spread across your face, too far gone to realize he was staring at you. 

Rafe admired with amusement, watching as you fiddled and toyed with the bracelet, angling his head to the side when you traced over the beads, taking it for granted and wrapping his hand around your fingers, the sight of his hand causing your breath to knock out of your chest, suddenly aware of Rafe’s presence. 

The boy grinned at your reaction, rubbing soothing circles to your palm. At this point, Rafe was fisting the entirety of your hand, fingers wrapping over your digits and swallowing your hand whole. Your eyes shifted over to the veins on his hand, trailing all the way up his forearm, the sight causing your throat to run dry, wanting nothing but to trace along each curve and line.

He took your silence as consent to further intertwine his fingers with yours, easily sliding his digits in between your clammy ones, sweaty due to how nervous you grew in the span of a minute. The action was subtle, covered by his figure so no one else could catch in on how sneaky it was.

He was acting as if this was an everyday thing– as if you weren’t still upset at him, as if he could do anything and you would lean into it like it means nothing.

And that, it drove you insane, well aware he was messing around to get a reaction out of you. He could have any girl he wanted, why would he settle for you, his best friend’s little sister, the one he barely acknowledges unless it's in a teasing manner?

You hated when he teased you, and how it would get to you, because it made you feel childish. Rafe saw you as nothing but a little sister, that at first, it didn’t bother you, but now– it was messing with your brain, making your heart ache every time he would address you, or flash a smile in your direction. 

Ending up in his lap with his fingers intertwined in yours made you realize a lot of things, one being your need for him. You wanted him, not as some joke for a laugh out of your friends, but for yourself. You wanted nothing but to have him, kiss him right then and there, even if it was wrong, forbidden. 

So you chose to enjoy this, whatever act Rafe was engaging in, it seemed to receive all your attention, captivating you whole and sweeping you off your feet. 

The rest of the car ride filled with the music playing in the background, atmosphere heavy with tension as Rafe rubbed soothing patterns to your hand, not daring to let go, even while conversing with everyone else. 

It brought a smile to your face, reducing the guilt swelling through your chest, wanting nothing but for it to last forever. 

You shuffled around in Rafe’s lap, in an attempt to find a more comfortable position, having been in the same one for a little too long. Your action was interrupted halfway through, hips stuttering when Rafe’s nails dug through your side, pressing you down in place with his hold. 

“Stop fucking moving.” He muttered over the music, his tone causing you to freeze in your spot.

Heat flushed your face, surprise washing over your expression as you took in his words, knowing exactly what he meant. While trying to make yourself comfortable, you completely looked past the bulge in his pants, growing within every time you brushed over his crotch area. 

That changes things. 

Rafe was hard, and there was a good chance you were the reason. 

This wasn't meant to happen, not right now, when your friends and brother were right there, not even mere inches away. 

Your breath heaved, avoiding his hardon every time it would poke you through the thin fabric of clothes separating you. As for the latter, he remained silent, groaning each time the car took a turn, the fraction of your body pressing to his crotch decreasing the control he barely held onto.  

A sigh of relief escaped your throat once Ryan parked the car, exiting as soon as he announced your arrival. You avoided meeting Rafe’s gaze, taking your friends’ side when they joined you down. 

Rafe disappeared out of your sight as soon as you entered the place the party was being hosted in, diverting your mind off of him, and focusing your attention on your friends, soon joined with Kelce once he took notice of your presence. 

Prior to your arrival, Kelce handed you a red solo cup, filled with cheap beer that you could barely swallow down. Besides that, things were fun, his company was a great distraction, avoiding Rafe even after he returned, now standing a few feet away from you, his burning gaze alarming you and stirring up your insides.

Rafe’s chest swelled with frustration, watching as you giggled over something Kelce said, all while his arm wrapped around your waist, as if it was the most casual thing ever. He gulped down the rest of his beer, squeezing it in his hold before he tossed it to the side, immediately aiming for another one. 

His jaw clenched with anger, confused by the sudden rage of jealousy washing over him, consuming his body as his blood boiled, wanting nothing but to move forward and punch the grin off Kelce’s face. He held back, though, well aware that he shouldn’t, because you weren’t his. 

You had freedom over who you dated, after all, you were Ryan’s sister, meaning you were off limits, forbidden to the touch, even if the only thing he wanted was to lay his hands on you, wishing he treasured you while you were still in his hold. 

It was all fun and games until Ruthie bumped into you, ‘accidently’ spilling her drink on your dress. You gasped, tugging the material off your body in an attempt of preventing it from seeping through the fabric, plan failing when the stickiness of the beer laid flat on your skin, staining through it. 

“What the fuck?” You cursed, gaze trailing back to Ruthie, who suppressed the smug smile spreading across her face. 

“Oops,” she started, cocking her head with a fake pout. “Didn’t mean to do that.” 

“What is wrong with you?” You slightly shover her shoulder, the gesture causing her to straighten up. 

“‘Fuck was that for?” She spat back, pushing you with full force. 

“Oh, so now we’re pushing?” You questioned, handing the cup you had in hand to Kelce, the latter instantly taking it in the process. “Okay, yeah, I don’t mind that.”

Rafe wasted no time when you shoved her yet again, your action riling into a heated fight as Ruthie attempted to grab your hair, merely for you to avoid it by fisting a handful of hers, pushing her head down and taking control of the situation. 

“I’ve been waiting to do this!” You grunted dodging her hand as it fumbled through the air, in an attempt to reach for your face. “Nuh uh, baby, keep those hands to yourself.”

Kelce took your side, striving to get you off of her, merely for Rafe to push him away once he was within your presence. He hovered behind you, instantly nudging Ruthie’s hand when her fingers tangled in the strips of your dress.

“Are you done?” Rafe questioned, observing as you poked out your tongue with concentration, wincing every time Ruthie tried to grab you, action interrupted within each time Rafe would dodge it. 

“Not yet.” You shot back, yanking her head back one more time before you let go. 

“What the fuck, dude?” Topper’s eyes narrowed with anger, quickly approaching the scene, and taking his girlfriend’s side as she rubbed her head with a salty expression spread across her face. “Why are you attacking her?” 

“Get a hold of your girlfriend first,” Rafe beat you to speaking, “Then come talking, she spilled beer all over her dress.” 

“It was an accident!” Ruthie defensively replied, tears welling in her eyes. 

“My ass!” You chanted, words muffled due to the alcohol in your system. 

“Why are you starting shit?” Topper shoved Rafe’s shoulder, ceasing the distance separating them. “First you let some chick hit my girlfriend, and now you’re defending her?” 

“Fuck off while I’m being nice, Topper.” Rafe warned, a smile forcing its way across his lips. “You know me, I’m crazy; I won’t hesitate to knock you the fuck out.” 

Topper’s jaw clenched at his words, avoiding his gaze when Rafe patted his shoulder, immediately reaching for the keys hanging low from his belt. 

“Next time, ask before you take my shit.” Rafe muttered, “And she’s not some fucking chick, you hear me?” 

“Let’s go, Ruthie.” Topper dismissed Rafe’s statement, “Kelce, you comin’?”

“Right, yeah.” Kelce cleared his throat, giving you a hug before joining Topper, who took his leave after his argument with Rafe. 

“Are you okay?” Rafe question, gaze travelling down your beer stained dress.

“Better than ever!” You flash him a sheepish grin, slightly stumbling over your feet. 

“You’re a mess.” Rafe muttered under his breath, clicking his teeth as he took off his jacket, and slinging it over your shoulders. “Wear this for now.” 

“I’m okay.” You attempted to take it off, giving in when he zipped it up, the jacket swallowing your body whole. 

“Jus’ wear it.” He insisted. 

You brought the material close to your nose, taking a whiff of the fabric, immediately intoxicated by the scent of his woody cologne flaring through your nostrils. 

One thing about Rafe, he smelled good, so good it never failed to make you weak, melting every time you got a whiff of his aroma. 

The sun fully set down, and eventually, people started leaving. Rafe kept you company throughout the rest of the night, complaining every time he would steal your drink, trying to limit the alcohol you consumed. 

John B took Rafe’s car after Sarah blacked out and accidently threw up over someone, indicating the state she was in. Cleo, JJ and Kiara left as well, announcing how tired they were, deciding to end the night off earlier than intended. 

It didn’t take long for the rest of you to join them, with Pope offering to drive after he noticed how far gone Ryan was, passing out as soon as he was in the passenger seat. You took your side of the car, exhaustingly staring out of the window while you let the silence seep through, the sound of the engine the only thing heard throughout the ride back. 

Rafe made himself comfortable next to you, using the fact that he was charging his phone as an excuse when you asked why he was so close, as there was plenty of space to his side. 

A scoff left your throat as your gaze travelled down to his phone, difficult to avoid with how bright it was. However, the moment you caught sight of his screen, your eyes remained glued to it, growing intrigued as he scrolled through instagram reels. 

Your feed filled with makeup and fashion related posts, that when your attention lingered on Rafe’s, it slightly caught you off guard over the big difference between them. The clips were hilarious, so funny you accidentally chuckled over one, your giggles earning Rafe’s attention as he turned in your direction. 

“What was that?” He mumbled. 

“What?” You questioned, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

“Was that a giggle?” He mused back, a smirk tugging at his lips. 

“I don't know what you’re talking about.” You cleared your throat, shifting your gaze back to the window, in an attempt to avoid his eyes. 

Rafe chuckled at your reaction, relaxing back in his seat, this time with his phone angled in your direction, in case you decided to change your mind. Spoiler alert; you did, eventually melting into Rafe’s side, head slightly leaning against his arm.

Rafe contently enjoyed the closure of your touch, relaxing when you slinged your hands around his arm, for the purpose of toying with the bracelet you took interest in earlier. 

You didn’t know whether it was the alcohol in your system, or the desire seizing control of your body, but you let this play out. No matter how difficult and off-putting it was, you wanted to enjoy it while it lasted, even for a moment. 

The boy shut off his phone at the sight, letting the darkness seep through as he whispered his next words, voice merely loud enough for you to hear. 

“You like it?” He hushed out. 

“Hmm?” You drowsily hummed back, sleep heaving your eyes. 

“The bracelet.” He clarified, “Do you like it? It caught your attention earlier.”

“It’s nice.” You beamed, taken aback when he withdrew his arm from your hold. 

Rafe took the bracelet off, seeking your hand through the dimness before he slid the jewelry around your wrist, adjusting it as he did so. 

“There,” He stifled out a laugh, “Now it’s yours.” 

“That easy?” You shot back with disbelief, fingers tracing over the beads. 

“Mhm…” He trailed off, voice groggy with tiredness. “Consider it an apology.”

You chuckled at his response, falling into comfortable silence for the rest of the ride back, and if Pope witnessed what merely happened between you two, he kept that to himself, itching to go back and inform his girlfriend all about it. 

Pope helped Ryan get to his room once you arrived, having to practically carry him over his shoulders with how blacked out he was. Rafe on the other hand, followed in your steps, coming to a halt when you approached your room. 

The door unlocked with a click, hesitating to make any noise when you noticed Kiara sprawled on your, deep in her slumber. You turned back to Rafe with a smile, clutching to the doorknob as you spoke. 

“Thank you.” You said, causing the latter to snicker. 

“For what?” He shot back. 

“I don’t know?” You tilted your head, “For helping me pull out Ruthie’s hair– is that valid?” 

“Oh yeah,” he nodded, pressing his lips into a thin line for a moment. “Well, then, I’ll leave you to it, let me know if you need anything.”

“Mhm, will do.” You hummed, watching as Rafe awkwardly shuffled around, itching to say something, yet hesitating as he turned in the other direction, striving to take his leave. 

Boldness overcame you as you leaned forward, taking the side of his face in between your fingers in an attempt to press a kiss to his cheek, plan backfiring when he slightly turned, lips landing on the corner of his mouth.

Rafe stiffened, pupils dilating as you leaned back, obviously as shocked as he was. Your heartbeat increased in under a second, the sound thumping through your ears, that you were afraid Rafe might hear it over the silence. 

“I–” you stammered, feeling your throat run dry. “That wasn’t supposed to–”

“Goodnight.” Rafe mused back, lips curling into a smile once he noticed how flustered you grew. “Sleep well.” 

“Goodnight.” You muttered through a breath, scrambling to shut the door. 

And if Rafe turned into a grinning mess once you were out of sight, it was definitely not because you kissed him. 

If that even counts as one, as you were obviously intoxicated due to the alcohol in your system. 

a/n all support is v much appreciated! sorry this ones long 🤒 i tried to make it short but yeha... i also half assed it towards the end since i got tired so im sorry wahhh ALSO the messages between them are making a comeback next ch sighh sorry for the lack of funniness im getting rusty 😥😥

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utterly obsessed? - intro

rafe cameron x reader smau!

summary: actress y/n l/n has recently skyrocketed into stardom after her breakout film 'castaways' alongside sarah cameron, kevin hart, chris evans and chris hemsworth. weeks after the movies premiere, she drops her debut single, further cementing her place in the spotlight. as millions of people around the world begin to idolize her, and as she struggles with her own demons, she catches the attention of rafe cameron, who doesnt shy away from becoming utterly obsessed in what seems to be the cutest way possible. however, not everything goes as smooth as they both would've hoped.

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y/n l/n (24): an english actress and singer who moved to boston, massachusetts at 16. she rose to stardom after a breakout role in 'castaways' as well as her debut single, 'wildflower' (one of MANY billie eilish masterpieces) was released. she instantly became the internets it girl, even gaining recognition from other artists for her vocals and performance. rumored to be starring in 'hellraiser.'

jj maybank (25): y/n's long time best friend. he was the first to ever talk to her after moving to massachusetts, defending her from bullies who ridiculed her accent. works with her as her guitarist (bass and acoustic) and sometimes her backup vocalist and producer (imagine mr. harry styles type of vocals in some sorta way and finneas.)

sarah cameron (24): model/actress and the one of the internets favorite nepo baby's. she is the first nepo baby of the cameron family, but she was easily able to cement herself in the industry after seemingly distancing herself from her family. met y/n while filming 'castaways,' best friends ever since. introduced her and jj to the rest of the pogues.

john b routledge (26): married to sarah. began directing projects after being hired to work on 'euphoria,' which helped boost his career and he is now credited for 'the menendez brothers,' (the documentary) 'red one,' and worked as an executive producer for 'castaways.' credited to co-direct 'hellraiser' alongside david bruckner.

kiara carrera (24): very known influencer and youtuber who loves to advocate for marine life and the earth in general. she childhood bestfriends with sarah and used to date rafe. (the only amount of riara happening) met y/n at the premiere for 'castaways.'

pope heyward (25): ran into y/n at a coffee shop while she was filming 'castaways,' camera strapped around his neck. this stirred up a conversation between the both of them and they easily became friends, him occasionally working as her 'personal' photographer, however he is established in the industry.

cleo anderson (26): model who worked hard to climb her way up the tower of famous models. walked the runway at the 2024 victorias secret fashion show along side sarah cameron. got introduced to y/n backstage when the film hadnt released yet and got introduced to pope through her, hitting it off quite quickly.

rafe cameron (26): model and #2 on the scale of favorite nepo baby of the internet. followed in his sisters footsteps of distancing himself from family in order to shut down (or slow down) the nepo baby rumors. didnt get introduced to y/n until sarah posted premiere images of the two and he officially met her on the set of 'hellraiser', although he had heard of her earlier. was rumored to be dating sabrina carpenter.

a/n: we're all friends in this story! there isnt any kooks and pogues in this story, everyone except jj and y/n know eachother. all the couples in the show will still exist jj and kie will exist later on.

PSA: the timelines of show and movie releases will be changed but the irl actors ages and names will stay the same unless said so! other people in the show like sofia, topper, barry, ruthie and kelce will be their characters just not as talked about. FOR EXAMPLE: euphoria(2019) will be changed to 2023. the menendez brothers(2024) and red one(2024) will stay the same. hellraiser(2022) will be changed to release december 27, 2024.

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fluff (f), smut (s), dark (d), nswf (n), angst (a) ｡ﾟ•┈𓇼 ⋆.˚

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༘࿐ ִֶָ🐇˖𓂃 navigation 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

newest to oldest ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ rafe cameron ☆ jj maybank • ｡ﾟ┈໒꒱ ☆ sarah cameron ♡ ໒꒱┈• ☆

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Afraid ──── ୨୧ ──── (D) - (S) - (A) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Dark!Boyfriend!Rafe x Kook!Reader

── .✦ Rafe hatches a plan to ensure you stay by his side, by making you dependent on him.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Honeymoon ──── ୨୧ ──── (F) - (S) - (A) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Prince!Rafe x Princess!Reader

── .✦ Royal!AU / Arranged Marriage - You find yourself thrust into an arranged marriage with a handsome yet unpredictable prince.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Shopping Spree ──── ୨୧ ──── (F) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Boyfriend!Rafe x Pogue!Reader

── .✦ Rafe goes over-the-top as usual to apologize for cheating which includes a grand gesture of buying out an entire boutique is creatively meant to convey his guilt.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Ride 4 Me ──── ୨୧ ──── (S) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Boyfriend!Rafe x Innocent!Pogue!Reader

── .✦ Your working as a waitress at the Country Club where Rafe and his wealthy Kook friends spend time at and he gives you a ride home after your shift.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Is This Happiness (series) ──── ୨୧ ──── (S) - (A) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Rafe x Heyward!Reader

── .✦ Your Pope Heyward's younger sister. Growing up, you were always surrounded by his friends, John B, JJ, and Kiara, who are like your extended family now, While your brother and his friends are known for their daring adventures, Despite your young age, your wise beyond your years and often serves as a moral compass for your friends and family. You never felt the need to join in on their wild escapades (until now).

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Back To You ──── ୨୧ ──── (F) - (S) - (A) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ JJ x Ex!Reader

── .✦ ─ You return to the island after moving away and have to confront unresolved feelings and changes in the friend group.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Peppers ──── ୨୧ ──── (F)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Boyfriend!JJ x Reader

── .✦ You keep JJ company while he recovers from COVID-19, playing nurse and cuddling up to take care of him.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | Riptide ──── ୨୧ ──── (F) - (S) - (A) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ JJ x Adopted!Thornton!Reader

── .✦ JJ sneaks into your families mansion after being beaten by his abusive father, and you help patch him up.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ | More Than Friends ──── ୨୧ ──── (F) - (S) - (N)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Sarah x Bestfriend!Reader

── .✦ You and Sarah share a secret kiss while hanging out alone in your room, complicating both of your relationships with John B.

[st4rgiirll]

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welcome to my blog <3

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fics !

OUTER BANKS

jj maybank fics;

secret

unfortunate

rafe cameron fics;

babysitting troubles - coming soon !

YOUTUBERS

average harry fics;

coming soon!

911

evan “buck” buckley fics;

coming soon!

edmundo diaz fics

coming soon!

LOCKWOOD & CO

anthony lockwood fics;

injuries

HOGWARTS - DISCONTINUED

theodore nott fics;

because i love you - popular !

DERRY GIRLS - DISCONTINUED

james maguire fics;

aye, gag me with a spoon will ye?

FOO FIGHTERS - DISCONTINUED

shane hawkins fics;

cant remember to forget you

MOTLEY CRUE - DISCONTINUED

nikki sixx fics;

piercings and tattoos - nikki sixx x reader x tommy lee !

brooklyn baby

character ai bots !

OUTER BANKS

jj maybank bots;

“dont do that…”

mama’s mad

ice skating

kidnapped by singh

party gone wrong

jj's bimbocore gf

cousins wedding

he's back

rafe cameron bots;

frat boy!rafe - coming soon !

ice skating

the other woman

maternal love

YOUTUBERS

average harry bots;

stream w/ jack and harry!

PERCY JACKSON

percy jackson bots;

star shopping

sunsetz

baby im yours

pretty boy

amphitrite's daughter

a match into water

ocean eyes

psyche's daughter

step-dad's arguing - TW abuse !

wildest dreams

just dance

hug me, bring it in

TEEN WOLF

stiles stilinski bots;

missed date

winter formal

THE INTERNSHIP

stuart twombly bots;

addicted

911

evan “buck” buckley bots:

dispatcher hostages

edmundo diaz bots

coming soon!

PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER

charlie kelmeckis bots;

high makeout sesh

party

STURNIOLO TRIPLETS

matt sturniolo bots;

you dress differently

chris sturniolo bots;

tour

chris' goth girlfriend

FOO FIGHTERS

dave grohl bots;

party

shane hawkins bots;

sister's bestfriend

writing

talking to your bestfriend

a fan

bestfriend's brother

behind the drum set

catching his eye

sharing a bed

a better version of behind the drum set?

your best friend

HOGWARTS

theodore nott bots;

party

professor

surprise

vent

[camsthesadgirlnow]

hi bb, i got a request so.. the reader is toppers younger sister and she always kind of had a thing for rafe and once when they are hanging out she decided to tease him and just touch him under the table and then he fucks her inside her room while kelce and topper are in the house & they hear it all? // hope this made sense <3

warning: smut, 18+, fingering, public handjob, daddy kink, getting caught

pairings: rafe x reader, brothers bestfriend!rafe, rafe x fem!reader

you ask and I give

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Rafey had been a little different towards you lately. He stopped treating you like topper’s little sister and more like a grown woman as you started maturing. You’d catch him staring at your chest or your ass when you were bending down.

But then the little game of teasing had started. You wore more skimpy shirts and shorts around rafe. “Accidentally” touching him or going bra-less around him. You enjoyed fucking with him so much. This one time you took it to extreme where topper and him were having a sleepover and he’d accidentally walked in while your hand was between your legs moaning his name.

You’d just wish he’d stop being a pussy and make a move already but he wouldn’t under respect of your brother. He wasn’t gonna do it, then fuck it you were. You’re tired of having your hand between your legs when it should be his cock.

Your brother had called you down for dinner and you found rafe and Kelce sitting down already. You sat down next to rafe and a couple minutes topp was busy talking to kelce about college.

You placed your hand on his upper thigh and you felt his eyes burning into the side of your face. You didn’t dare to look at him as you stifled your laughter. Your hand got higher as it rested on his bulge and you unzipped his pants taking his cock out while stroking the tip. You heard his grunts and smiled satisfied.

You had your full hand going in an up and down motion to pleasure rafe and as you saw him nearing his high. You wanted so bad to not care and use your mouth to bring him pleasure but you had to refrain from doing so. You felt him convulsing around your hand and the tip exploded with his cum.

You smirked at him and put your plate in the sink and walked back to your room. You just hope he took the hint and fucked you so good. You laid on you or bed scrolling through Instagram when you felt your door open and close.

“what was that little stunt you pulled huh?” He asked

“I just wanted to touch you rafey” you smirked “I see the way you look at me daddy” that word practically sounding angelic when you said it.

He gritted his teeth and locked your door “get your fucking clothes off now.”

You stood up excited to see what we was gonna do to you first. You stripped out of your clothes and he pushed you on the bed, his fingers immediately lining with your pussy. Giving you no time to adjust.

He was fucking you fast and hard, nothing could stop your little moans or screams. “Fuck daddy please don’t stop”

“I wanted to fucking touch you ever since I walked in on you. Imagining how it would feel and i was right. You’re so fucking tight for daddy huh.” He whispered

It was your little moans and whines that drove him crazy. You started reaching heaven when you felt his thumb circling your clit.

“are you gonna cum for me baby? C’mon baby be a good girl and cum on my fingers.” He said, his other hand reaching your neck as you came all over his fingers

“CAMERON ARE YOU SERIOUSLY FUCKING MY LITTLE SISTER WHAT THE FUCK” topper yelled, banging on the door

rafe chuckled “wanna give them a show princess, by the end of this you’ll be screaming my name and they’ll know who this pretty little cunt belongs to.”

a/n: sorry if this was a little shitty I was rushing. I hope you enjoyed. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. <33 🎃 stay freaky

[fan-girling-101]

Dead Letter

Rafe Cameron X Reader

Summary: Rafe Wife sends him a letter from the dead.

Warnings: Sadness

Wordcount: 1.2k

Me to lazy to get a gif relating the story, even just a little bit. 

Masterlist | Christmas Masterlist

Next week was going to be Rafe’s first Christmas without Y/N. The love of his life, bestfriend, and wife. She died early this year from a heart disease. They saw it coming but Rafe will never get over it. Who decided that she should get the terrible disease. To Rafe she was perfect, an angel, she spent her money on the homeless and countless charities expecting nothing in return. She looked past Rafe’s coke addiction at the person he really was, she tore down the wall he’s always had up to protect himself from being hurt. When she was around Rafe didn’t need any drug, she became his addiction.

After she died he put the wall back up, coke and alcohol became the only thing in the world that made him feel better. Sarah and Weezie tried to get him to go to work before he was fired or at least get out of bed. But nothing worked. When Y/N died, part of him died too. 

He wasn’t sure how he'd get past Christmas without her. He didn’t even realize I was winter, all the days blurring together at this point. When he got mail from his stepmom, Rose, an invitation to the annual Cameron Christmas dinner he threw it away quickly. Y/N was the only one that made the dreadful dinner less dreadful. 

He went back to the spear bedroom in his house he’d been sleeping in, not wanting to sleep in their bed by himself. Right when he closed the door the doorbell rang. He muttered something under his breath about how Sarah should just leave him alone. Opening the front door he wasn’t greeted by his sister. Instead standing out in the cold, well as cold as it got in the Outerbanks, was the lawyer that handled Y/N will.

“Good afternoon Rafe.” He greeted, putting out his hand to be shook. Rafe looked at his hand before looking back at the lawyer, Dean Marshall. He awkwardly pulls his hand back clearing his throat.

“What are you doing here.” The hostility obvious in Rafe’s voice. 

“Your late wife left a letter in her will, saying to give it to you the first Christmas after she passes.” He scoffs at late wife, and after she passes. No one outwardly said dead in front of Rafe, most likely scared of what he would do. As Dean holds out the letter Rafe grabs it and slams the door before he could say anything else.

He makes his way to the living room. He knew if Y/N was here he’d be yelled at from not decorating for her favorite holiday. He sits down on the couch holding the envelope in his hand. Tears welled in his eyes looking at the writing that was mistakenly Y/N. He sat there for a while just holding it, the name on the front his full first name. Rafael Cameron. She was the only one allowed to call him that, he loved the sound of her voice as she said it. His eyes traced over the perfectly written letter before he turns it open and carefully oppens it.

“Dear Rafey,

Hi, it’s been a while. It’s probably been hard, and I’m sorry. Hurting you was the last thing I wanted to do. I wish I was alive still, I wish we could decorate for Christmas together. I wish I had enough time to have a real life with you. Like kids, I wish we could have had kids, little mini Y/N and Rafe’s running around. You’ve been taking these past months hard and I could only imagine what you’re doing now that I’m really gone. I swear if you turned back to coke I will come back from the bed just to yell at you. You’ve come so far. It’s probably not what you want to hear but Rafe I am totally fine if you move on and find someone else to make you happy. I want you too. I don’t want you to just be sad all the time, you still deserve happiness even if that can’t be with me. I love you more than life itself. I know what you’re thinking. ‘I would ever fall in love with anyone else I can’t blah blah blah.’ You don’t even have to move on with a person to get a dog, well don’t get one now because well, you’ll see. If you get a dog, name it after me. Thank you. I’m kidding, name it what ever you want, just not something stupid like, Buddy. Anyways, get up and put the decorations up now. I know you haven’t. If you don’t before 12:00 am on Christmas I will haunt you. Maybe I’ll just haunt you for fun anyways. Goodbye Rafe, I love you, till death do us part am I right.

Y/N Cameron”

At this point Rafe couldn’t keep in the tears. All he wanted was for Y/N to come back. He heard the door open but he didn’t do anything, just sat on the couch, the letter now placed on the coffee table and his head in his hands. When someone sat on the couch he looked up. Sarah sat beside him her own letter from Y/N in her hands.

“She's gone.” Rafe cried as Sarah pulled her older brother into a hug.

“I have something to show you.” She said after a few minutes. She got up and Rafe followed her to her car. She opened the passenger side door letting a black and white fluff run out and straight to Rafe.

“What?”

“Y/N called a friend of hers, before she passed, his dog was about to have puppies, she asked if she could have one to give to you. Asking him to come to my house on christmas with that little girl and a letter.”

“She said something about me moving on and getting a dog in her letter. I didn’t think she’d do it for me.” He bent down to put the dog finding a collar around her neck, the name tag reading Y/N Jr. He couldn’t help but laugh because it was such a Y/N thing to do.

“She also told me to help you decorate, so I got a tree.” Rafe looked back at the car noticing a tree he hadn’t before.

When the house was fully decorated, Sarah called a takeout place that was open on Christmas ordering for the two of them. After they ate Sarah headed to the spear bedroom Rafe had been sleeping in to head to bed as she was staging over. Leaving Rafe with two options, either sleeping on the couch or sleeping in their bed.

Rafe made his way to the bedroom looking back at the dog staring right back at him. “Come on Junior.” The dog quickly got up sprinting into the room and on the bed. When Rafe was ready for bed Jr. was already asleep snoring softly. As he sat a sudden gust of wind brushed past him. Y/N sent very clear. But the second Rafe realized it smelt like her it was gone. Maybe she was haunting him after all.

[camsthesadgirlnow]

Bestfriends brother

requests: Hi I was wondering if you would please consider doing a Kiara x Rafe story I would really appreciate it if you would think about it.

you ask and I give

pairings: rafe cameron x kie

warning: smut, oral sex, good food, sleepover etc, (they are both legal adults)

[YALL SOMETHING HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM DURING KIE’S KOOK YEAR IDC]

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After kie came home from helping with the pogues trying to grab the gold cross. Her mother was standing there, hands on hips and screaming at kie about how irresponsible she was. She gave up her keys and told her she was only going to hang out with the kooks and no one else.

That’s what happened 3 months ago but now she had adjusted to kook life and forgot about her pogue friends. She was at Sarah’s house for a sleepover. They had got food, went shopping, and now they were going to watch a movie. Kie offered to make the popcorn and that’s how she found herself in the kitchen.

Rafe walked in mumbling a small “hi” and slapped her ass.

“Rafe! What are you doing your sister is right upstairs, she could see us.” Kiara exclaimed

“calm down she’s never gonna know.” He said, staring at you “what’re you making?”

“Duh popcorn.” She said

He slid his hand across kie’s waist. It made her nervous every time he did this. It meant he was up to something. “I wanna see by the time the popcorn is done that I made you cum. I want you screaming my name by the end of this.”

He pushed kie on a chair leaning her back towards the back thing. He kneeled down on the chair and slipped her shorts off. He took her underwear and slipped it inside his pocket. Kie would definitely make a snarky comment but she was distracted.

He pushed her legs up, so that it was touching her chest. Giving him a clear view of her pussy. His tongue touched her bud as it swirled around in circles

“Oh fuck rafe.” She moaned

“Shut the fuck up, you wanna get caught.” He asked sternly

She shaked her head and ran her fingers through his hair, tryna to control herself. She was finding it harder every time he swirled his tongue around her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her in place. Her legs shaking and her whining kept him going until she reached her orgasm.

The same time the microwave went off, she came all over his face. And he was praising her about how good she was causing butterflies to storm in her stomach. JJ was a good fuck buddy but he never fucked as good as rafe. The way he licked at her and sucked on her clit just made her go ferallllll.

“rafe I need you right now please.” She begged

He chuckled kissing her lips, “go upstairs before my sister finds out about us”

She put her shorts back on and got the food and drinks ready.

“I’ll see you later baby.” He said kissing her neck and slapping her ass

She walked back upstairs “hey”

“damn what took you so fucking long.” Sarah sighed “I’m starving”

“girl I was waiting for the popcorn….to pop” she excused

“Whatever” she said

Grateful that Sarah dropped the topic. They both sat down and enjoyed the movie. Her mind wandering to what rafe was going to do to her later. The little flashbacks causing her to become wet all over again. She just can’t wait until Sarah falls asleep so she can go fuck her best friends brother.

[MY BESTFRIENDS BROTHER IS THE ONE FOR ME. thanks for reading y’all. I hope you enjoyed byee <33 🎃stay freaky]