DAY 0
Your eyes narrowed slightly as you analyzed the blond standing in front of you, your arms were crossed firmly across your chest. His eyebrows were raised as he awaited your answer, his back pressed against the kitchen island.
"And you want me to accompany you, why?" You questioned, waiting for a decent explanation.
"'Cause your brother has an event with Topper and Kelce," he explained quickly as he shrugged his shoulders with ease. "And I need someone to go with me."
For more context, Rafe Cameron had asked you to accompany him on a little trip on his boat, there is a very specific kind of fish he wants to catch passing through the waters near Outer Banks; Rafe justifies his need to get that fish because it is his father's favorite, and he wants to show himself capable of catching it.
"And why don't you ask your sisters for help?" you questioned him, with some suspicion still.
"Mm, because they are my sisters." he answered with obviousness, it was a simple but logical answer; the truth is that not even his sisters could stand his annoying ass.
And that's what brought him to you, or at least that's what he's implying. And while you don't actually believe him, it's not like you could perceive any hidden intentions. You should've, but you couldn't.
You see, even though Damien, your older brother, and Rafe have been friends for YEARS, your relationship with Rafe isn't precisely the best. He has always been annoying, selfish, egocentric, and an idiot.
A hot idiot; for that matter, which made it complicated to hate him.
The relationship the two of you shared was based in teasing, lots of it, but of course, over the years it has changed. It went from a young Rafe teasing you for crying over princess' movies, to letting his eyes linger in your lips for longer than usual, casual grazings, and shameless comments.
All that, combined with his idiotic attitude, made the two of you have a constant banter-based relationship; all you two did was bicker, tease and sass the hell out of each other. Just like an old, married couple. Except you two weren't married, and couldn't make up as easily.
It drove your brother insane. He didn't care what it was that would get you and Rafe to stop bantering. He just wanted the two of you to stop.
"So? Are you coming with me or..." Rafe insisted, you had taken way too long to answer a simple yes or no question.
You already knew it was probably one of the worst ideas he'd ever had, and considering it's impulsive, spontaneous Rafe we're talking about... it was indeed terrible.
"No." you replied simply, with no further explanation or motives as to why.
Rafe looked actually taken aback by that, not being used to getting 'no' for an answer, not even from you. Though, he knew the only reason you'd said no was to contradict him, and you, having no apparent reason to refuse, was an open invitation for Rafe to keep insisting.
"Come on, it'll only be two days out," Rafe insisted, using the nicest voice he could. "Out there in the nice sea, in the Druthers, with food, drinks and a nice AC system... yeah?"
"You do realise my family also has a boat with AC?" you cleverly added. "And if I wanted to, I could go out to the nice sea with snacks too."
"But uh, do tell me, does your boat have a double jacuzzi?" he questioned you with a raised eyebrow, and at that, you shut your mouth.
"I—"
"Uh huh, exactly."
"I can live without it."
