Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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"Come down here, you big goof," you asked your boyfriend as you tugged at his shoulder to bring him down to your level. He laughed at the nickname and at how adorable you looked before him.

"Alright, here," he told you, placing his head right in front of you.

"Thank you," you giggled before grabbing his shampoo and getting some in your hand. You massaged the blue soap into Rafe's damp golden locks and scratched lightly at his scalp, knowing how much he loved how that felt. He hummed at the feeling as you made sure you got all of his hair perfectly coated in suds.

"Okay, you can rinse," you told him when you moved out of the way for him to get to the running water. While he rid his hair of any shampoo, you admired his body. His chest, toned abs and arms, his legs, everything about him made your mouth water for him. You were so captivated by him and his beauty that you didn't notice he was done rinsing out his hair.

"Like what you see?" He smirked down at you.

"Of course," you said honestly as you took a step closer to the tall boy. You tugged at his shoulder again, signaling him to come down again which he did. Right before your lips touched, banging and yelling came from the other side of the door to his bathroom.

"Rafe! Is y/n in there with you? I can't find her anywhere," the youngest of the Cameron siblings shouted while she continued to pound against the door.

"God, Wheezie! Must you steal my girlfriend all the time?" he yelled right back.

"So she is in there! Gross!"

"I'll be out in a second, Wheezie!" you spoke loudly to the girl before turning to Rafe. "I promised her I would bake with her since you and Sarah won't."

"Do you have to?" Rafe pouted while holding your hand.

"Yes, you could do it with us," you offered but based on the disgusted face he gave you, you already knew your answer. "Fine, then you don't get to eat what we make."

"Wait no, I'll help," he immediately perked up as you rolled your eyes.

"Well then wash my hair so we can hurry and get out of here."