Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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"shit, y/n! you scared me," rafe groaned when the unexpected noise of your arrival startled him.

"sorry, it's just me," you reassured with a grin while slipping in his room. "how much longer any i going to have to sneak around to get to your room? i'm ready to tell the pogues when you're ready to tell your friends and dad. sarah and wheezie both already know because i am ass at this hiding mess."

"only a little longer. i want to tell my dad in person and he will get back from his business trip next week. i'm not worried about him as much as i am kelce and top. he was a pogue so he gets it. the guys hate y'all though. it'll take some time for them to get used to the idea."

"yeah, i figured. same with the pogues too. i think pope and john b will be cool with it, but kiara and jj won't be as easy to sway," you explained as you finished setting your things down and slithered into bed next to rafe. as you did, a horrifying creak sounded from the floor above you both and rafe tightened his arm that was wrapped around you.

"hey," he whispered softly.

"yeah?"

"do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff?"

"what, like ghosts and ghouls and zombies and vampires?" you questioned, watching him nod. "i mean i could see it. i don't think zombies are real, but ghosts could be. why? are you scared?" you teased, but based on his unwavering expression, he was completely serious.

"i had a ghost experience when i was younger and i never talk about it," he informed you as you nodded.

"that's okay," you tried to comfort him by holding his hand tighter. "you can tell me whenever you're ready or not at all if that's what you want. but i'll believe anything you say, baby."

"thank you. maybe one day, i speak of it, but not today."