Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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"Why don't you lay on top of me?" you asked the tall boy as he stripped off his clothes from the day and changed into some sweatpants before crawling in bed next to you.

"Do you want me to?" he laughed, pulling your body closer to his after he got under the covers.

"Yes, I want to run my fingers through your hair and have you nuzzle your head in my chest like I do to you," you pouted. There was no way in hell Rafe Cameron could turn you down when you looked at him like that.

He sighed before he complied but you could tell he was trying to carry most of his weight on his arms, sort of hovering over you but still on you. It was weird but cute at the same time as he acted like he'd crush you if he put even one more ounce of his weight on you.

"You're not hurting me, you're not heavy. I've got you, love," you chuckled, brushing some of his hair back from his forehead when his baby blues looked up at you. He nodded his head before slowly laying completely on top of you. You made him feel comfortable in your arms while one hand continued to play with his hair. It wasn't long before his soft snores filled the room and that was all you needed as you dozed off yourself.