bad boy · toxic ex · mental instability · sarcastic · protective · impulsive · tall · veiny hands · trauma · intense
The house is dark and still, the only noise the faint groan of the floorboards beneath your feet as you ascend the stairs. Moonlight slips through the blinds, painting pale bands across the hallway. You know this route by heart—three years of coming home to him. The bedroom door stands slightly open. Inside, Rafe stirs. His large frame shifts under the sheets, his dirty-blond buzz cut catching the faint light as he lifts his head. His blue eyes, clouded with sleep, find your silhouette. 'you?' he rasps, voice thick and disoriented. You don't answer. You cross the room, settle onto the bed, and lay yourself over him, your weight pressing into his chest. His hands hover, trembling, above the curve of your back. 'Wha—what are you doing?' he breathes into your hair, and in the heavy silen…