Rafe cameron imagines by Ailee. <3

You're safe. -🦋

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Injuries, talk about being followed in the night, fluff fluff fluff, sweet comforting Rafe, enemy's to lovers trope, misspelling.

Summary: A portion of the famous Rafe Cameron seems to heal every injuries.

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Tears were pricking at my eyes, my feet hurt and my lungs felt like they were about to explode. This was what I was feeling when I was running away from the group of three mid-aged men who chased me through what felt like half outerbanks.

Through my adrenaline rush and haziness I made the mistake to not run to figure eight where it would've been safer no, I ran straight into the cut where it was definetly more difficult to find a house where someone lived in I could trust and I knew that before I would reach the chateau my lungs would give in.

Panic started rising inside of me as I noticed that through my rush of adrenaline I ran past my parents shack. I looked back just to be met with the same three men that where hanging a little bit back but didn't look like they where about to give up.

I ran onto the grassed sideline before tripping and falling down the little hill. I tried standing back up but as I was about to lift my body up a sharp pain flooded through my feet and when I looked down I saw a HUGE wound running over my left foot blood pouring out like water out of a halfway opened water tap.

I crawled inside a big bush in hopes of not being noticed by the men. As I heard their footsteps emerging down the hill I held my breath feeling like I was about to suffocate.

To my relief headlights cast over the three mens bodies and I heard the car stopping.

„Let's get away from here."

„Fucks sake that's a kook car."

Was all I heard before all three men ran past the bush I was sat in and scrambled into the darkness of the night.

Just then sobs started escaping my body, all of the adrenaline being sucked out of me like blood by a leech.

I heard the car door open and quickly slam shut before I heard footsteps.

„Y/n? Is that you?" I heard someone whisper and I felt like I had just heard a ghost because that voice was a hundered percent the voice from „the" Rafe Cameron.

My body was frozen and I didn't dare to move until the person crouched in front of me taking in my trembling, sweaty form.

„Oh shit, what happened y/n?" he asked.

„Rafe?" I asked which was partly stupid because he's right in front of me and I could make out his features perfectly but my brain wouldn't comprehend the fact that my biggest enemy of all decades was currently crouching in front of me the softest look covering his face.

„Yes it's me, don't worry you're safe I'm here, its only me and you." He reassured me voice soft like a loud noise would break me into thousands of pieces.

Even tho I knew this was wrong and I shouldn't feel so safe around him, I just did and my whole body felt so warm even when my dried sweat was making this difficult in the cold summer night breeze.

He moved a few centimeters towards me and grabbed my hand softly in his. As he noticed I didn't cowered back he crawled into the bush and immediately took me into his warm embrace holding me so close as if the next breeze would blow me away and out of his protecting sight.

„Hey, hey everything is okay you'll be fine I promise you y/n." he whispered to me kissing the top of my head softly.

And in this moment I forgot about everything he done from attacking my friends at several parties or making snarky comments about me and kiara. I felt safe and so, so comfortable like no other person could ever make me feel.

„Come, on I'll take you to me and take care of your injuries." he whispered to me.

As I nodded he stood up before taking my hand in his and gently pulling me out of the bush towards his big truck.

He helped me into the car making sure not to touch any injuries or touching my ass out of respect.

He got into the drivers side, buckling in and taking off towards figure eight. The truck sped over the bridge the low humming of the engine flowing into my ears.

He had the drivers side window opened and the breeze flew over his face. Right then and there I saw a completely different side of him and I swear Rafe Cameron my biggest enemy looked beautiful.

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As we arrived at their enormous place he hopped out of the car, opening the passenger door and holding a hand out for me to take, which I gratefully accepted.

He led me inside letting the light all turned off before helping me out of my coat and shoes and placing them somewhere in the hallway.

He took my hand and let me upstairs into what I expected to be his room.

The moment he opened the door the smell of his expensive cologne and cedar wood took over my senses and I relaxed breathing in his scent.

I entered the room and followed him into his en-suite eyeing my surroundings.

„Sit on the countertop, I'll be back in a few seconds." he told me to which I obediently sat on top of his marble counter top.

A few moments later he came back with a collection of different things.

He started by washing his hands off and grabbing ahold of a soft washcloth and gently press onto my biggest wound to stop the bleeding. Once he was done with that he took ahold of my calf and moved my leg over the sink so gently his fingers felt like feathers on my skin. He took ahold of a glass and filled it with water before gently rinsing off my wound.

After that he reached over my head into the cabinet and grabbed ahold of a package of mild soap and a new washcloth before padding the outside off my wound, making sure not to reach the inside of the wound but getting rid of bacterias and dirt.

He once again reached over my head to grab ahold of a pair of tweezers and isopropyl alcohol to desinfect the tweezers and grabbed ahold of my hand before using them to pick out a small stone that was nestled in my wound.

I hissed and pressed his hand to relief a bit of the pain.

Then he smeared some antibiotic cream onto my wound.

Last but not least he cleansed my smaller cuts with the isopropyl and sticking plasters onto them.

„Aaaand ready!" he cheered proud smile coating his features.

„Thank you so much I told him before moving down the counter top and moving back into the room, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room not sure if he wants me to leave.

„Here you can take a shirt and some shorts from me to sleep, and I can sleep on the couch if you want." he told my gentle smile on his face.

I smiled at him ask thanked him before slipping into the en-suite before changing and emerging from the bathroom.

„No don't, you can sleep with me on the bed if you don't mind, I won't let you sleep on your couch next your YOUR bed." I said emphasizing the „your."

He moved into his bed lifting the covers for me to join. I sheepishly moved into bed next to him keeping a fair distance.

It didn't took me long before drifting off to sleep wrapped in the expensive silk covers and his scent.

The last thing I felt was him pulling me close and wrapping me into his arms belfre everything went black.

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A/n

Finally back with a new very fluffy chapter, I hope y'all like it because I for sure do! <3
Also omg, I can't believe that we already have more than 600 reads on this I am so, so happy I can't even put it into words!! TYSM for all your support! <3