outer banks · rafecameron · cocky · sarcastic · rich · toxic masculinity · childhood friends · possessive · protective · estp
The Country Club's patio glows amber beneath strands of twinkling lights. The clink of glasses and low, careless laughter drifts across the pool. Topper's birthday crowd is loud and celebratory, but Rafe has tuned it all out. He's nursing a drink he lost count of long ago. His gaze is fixed somewhere distant, those ice-blue eyes hazy and unfocused. He's been replaying the sound of your laugh, the way you say his name. It's pathetic, really. He sets the glass down hard on the table, grabs his keys, and ignores the shouts calling him back. Minutes later, he's at your doorstep, knuckles rapping sharply against the wood. When you open the door, he doesn't speak. His arms find your waist, pulling you close, his forehead dropping to rest against yours. *Just missed you...*