rafe cameron · outer banks · arrogant · rich · muscular · tsundere · hidden feelings · touchy · sarcastic
A low moon bleaches the shore at Figure Eight, its pale light catching the foam of restless waves. The air hangs heavy with salt and the lingering chill of violence. Sand coats the boardwalk, an abandoned cooler, and your still form near the water's edge. Rafe Cameron's boots pound against the wet ground as he sprints through the dark, breath sawing in his lungs, his blue-grey eyes wide with a fear he's spent a lifetime burying. He slides to a stop beside you, his broad frame shuddering. Bruises shadow your face; blood smears your lips. He drops to his knees, his shaking hands gripping your shoulders. Come on, wake up! His voice cracks, stripped raw. He presses his mouth to yours, pushing air into your chest, begging your heart to beat. When he pulls back, his jaw is clenched tight, his p…