Rafe and JJ Imagines

I Didn't Mean This Drunk- Rafe

Octavia sat slumped on the couch, her legs tucked up to her chest as she slowly scrolled through apps on her phone. Her boyfriend Rafe had invited her over to hang out but for the past 20 minutes he'd been on the phone talking to Topper about a particular party they intended on going to.

"Alright man I've gotta go." Rafe hung up the phone and turned to face Octavia, a sweet smile plastered on his face.

Octavia raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes, "I'm not going."

Rafe frowned, "What-?! But babe-"

"Rafe you know I hate the parties you go to." She said

Rafe sat next to his girlfriend, "I'll stay by your side the whole time I promise- and we can leave early! I wont even get drunk!"

"I'll just stay here- or I'll go see John B-"

"Hell to the fucking no." Rafe growled, cutting Octavia off.

Octavia crossed her arms over her chest, "You always say you wont get drunk- but what happens? You get shit faced and then on top of that I have to put up with bitchy girls and their stuck up attitudes because they're jealous I'm your girlfriend."

Rafe sighed, "Please I don't wanna go without you- and if you get too uncomfortable I swear we can leave straight away."

Octavia groaned and rolled her head back, "Ugh fine- but you owe me Cameron."

Rafe grinned and excitedly took Octavia in his arms, peppering kisses all around her face and neck.
"Thank you thank you thank you!"

~~~

Rafe gripped onto Octavia's hand as they strolled into the house, the smell of alcohol and weed instantly hitting her nostrils.
"I'll go get us a drink!" Rafe yelled over the music

Octavia nodded and watched as Rafe made his way into the kitchen, handshaking and yelling at people as he passed them.
Octavia groaned, her eyes scanning over the crowd of people.
She knew literally nobody here- usually she'd drag Sarah and Kie to these parties, maybe even the boys but tonight they all had work or other things to do- so Octavia was stuck here by herself.

"Want some?" A random guy slurred, holding out a blunt towards Octavia.
Octavia screwed her nose up, "No thank you."

The random shrugged as he walked away, "Suit yourself."

"Where the fuck is he.." Octavia mumbled to herself, trying to spot her boyfriend amongst the crowd of people.

Octavia rolled her eyes once she spotted her boyfriend, he clearly forgot about her drink as he was standing with his group of friends with a beer in his hand.
Octavia gritted her teeth together in frustration when she noticed some blonde bimbo practically hanging off his arm- and Rafe sure as hell wasn't doing a fucking thing about it. 

"Asshole." She muttered, storming off to the kitchen so she could collect her own alcoholic beverage.
Octavia snatched an empty solo cup from the packet on the bench and began to pour various different liquids into the cup- not even bothering to look at the labels.

Octavia was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable, usually she loved a good party but parties held by kooks made her feel very out of place. She was used to the gatherings the pogues held, they were always more chill and less confronting.
At least there she had friends and no girls were death glaring her everytime she was around her own boyfriend.
It also didn't help that Rafe kept disappearing and ignoring her, getting shit faced on god knows what.
It was a usual occurrence when Rafe forced her to come to these parties, he always got ahead of himself and Octavia was left picking up the pieces.

"Hey baby." Rafe slurred, stumbling towards her.

"Are you drunk already?" Octavia scolded

Rafe rolled his eyes, "For fucks sake you always do this."

"Do what? Because it seems that you've already forgotten what you promised me only a few hours ago." Octavia said frustratedly

Rafe shook his head, "Seriously Octavia you're being a stuck up bitch, I'm trying to have fun and you're over here being a complete prude."

Octavia's eyes widened, "Fuck you Rafe."

"I'm just saying have some fucking fun for once!" Rafe exclaimed, storming off towards Topper and Kelce again.

Octavia scoffed, lifting the cup to her lips allowing the drink to burn her throat as it travelled down.
"I'll show you whose the fucking prude." She muttered to herself angrily.

~~~

Rafe groaned as he splashed his face with cold water from the bathroom sink, trying to sober up as much as possible.
He wiped his face with the bottom of his shirt as he walked back down the hall, stepping over puddles of alcohol, empty bottles and cans and even passed out teenagers.

"Have you seen Octavia?" He asked Topper

Topper bit the corner of his lip nervously, "Uhhh I don't think you would want to see her at the moment."

Rafe cocked his eyebrow in confusion, "What the fucks that supposed to mean?"

"Well-"

"JUMP!"

"JUMP!"

Topper was cut off by a chanting crowd, Rafe and Topper cautiously made their way towards the screams and cheers.
Rafe's eyes widened in fear once he saw what the crowd was cheering for.

"OCTAVIA!" He screamed in worry.

He pushed his way through the swarm of people, panic and fear setting in completely as he watched Octavia balance on the railings of the balcony above.

"OCTAVIA! GET DOWN YOU'LL HURT YOURSELF!" He bellowed

Octavia giggled and waved enthusiastically at the boy, "Omg it's my boyfriend! HI RAFE!"

"Octavia....get off the railing! Please for the love of god!" Rafe pleaded

"No- I-I'm having f-fun like you said-d." She hiccuped, the contents of her drink dripping out the cup as she swayed her arms around.

"Baby please you'll seriously hurt yourself- get. down."

Octavia groaned dramatically and craned her neck back.
"Fineeee."

Rafe let out a deep breath of relief, he watched intently as Octavia climbed off the railings, landing safely on the ground below.

"Now come down the stairs please- we're going home." Rafe stated

Octavia mumbled incoherent words under her breath as she stumbled down the marble stairs, Rafe instantly met her at the bottom wasting no time in enveloping her in his embrace.

He placed an endless amount of kisses over her face, "You scared the shit out of me! Don't do that ever again!" He scolded

"You called me a prude- and a stuck up bitch." She muttered

Rafe's heart sunk to his stomach at the mention of his drunken words.
"Baby I'm so so sorry, I didn't mean a single word I said. You were right I drank way too much and the party had hardly began. If anything I'm a stuck up bitch."

Octavia giggled, "You're forgiven for now- we'll see how I feel once I'm sober."

Rafe chuckled, "That's completely understandable."

"You know when I said let loose I didn't mean stand on the second story of a balcony threatening to back flip."

"I totally would have done it."

"And that's the part that scares me."

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Andddddd another one.
I have been so slack lately with posting imagines😭
I've started writing three different books that I plan on posting so I've been very invested in them- two of them obviously being the Rafe and JJ fan fictions AND the new season of Stranger Things has reminded me of the love I have for Billy and Steve sooooo I may or may not be posting an imagines book for them 👀
Stay tuned!
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