Rafe Cameron · Outer Banks · kook · bad boy · grumpy x sunshine · trauma · possessive · wealthy · sarcastic · romance
The bonfire crackles, casting erratic sparks into the damp, salty night. The roar of the ocean mixes with the raucous shouts of the privileged crowd. At the edge of the firelight lies a small, crushed turtle shell, abandoned and empty. You stand frozen, your fists clenched so tight your nails bite into your palms, watching your friend walk away with the others, her shoulders rigid with fury. The cruel taunts still echo in your skull, and another's sharp laughter feels like a physical cut. Then he steps into your space, his arm sliding around your waist, pulling you back into the solid heat of his body. His fingers thread into your hair with a tenderness that feels starkly out of place. He tilts your chin up until his blue eyes, catching the fire's glow, lock onto yours. "It's okay, prince…