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Fluff, mentions of smut, mentions of angst.
Summary: A collection of things only you both know about the other.
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No one but he knows how you look in the morning right after waking up, hair tousled, drool on the side of your mouth, small bags carrying tiredness under your eyes.
Only he knew how you liked to eat your pancakes, how you liked to have your scrambled eggs served, what you would always order at the wreck, what you'd take out of the refrigerator in the middle of the night, what tea flavor you grabbed when being sick.
Only you knew what he looked like in the light that shone into your shower, how he looked like dancing around the kitchen while cooking your scrambled eggs, how he looked like when love clouded his features.
Only you knew what he looked like when he came in his own boxers after being denied for too long, how his eyes rolled into the back of his head, how he loved to receive pleasure, how he always took care that you came too,
Only you knew what he looked like when his dad screamed at him or what he looked like when he cried, soaking your shirt in tears and holding tightly onto your neck.
There were always things only you knew about one another, one thing being Rafes biggest secret not even Wheezie knew which was, how much he liked cuddling your stuffed animals, finding comfort in them and your smell they carried.
Only he knew how you visibly shivered when he kissed that exact point just below your ear, how you whined when he pinched your arms, how you moaned when he hit that one particular spot that only his body parts could reach.
Only you knew how much of a softie he was, how much he loved watching Disney movies, how much he enjoyed falling asleep on top of your Ikea Djungelskog, how much he loved painting your fingernails, how much he loved playing hide and seek with your four year old brother, how much he loved playing tea party with your six years old sister.
Only you knew how much Rafe despised his grandfather, only you knew about the things he said to him, only you knew how often Ward and Rafes grandfather called him a failure, only you knew how much Rafe was pressured by his dads side of the family.
No one else knew how weak he looked when he was sick, his skin getting pale, his eyes getting weary, his lips losing colour, his eyes only half way open as if he just smoked 6 joints, his nose running, his throat contracting while he coughed, his nose sometimes starting to bleed when he sneezed.
No one but he knew the shapes of your thighs by heart, the (your skin colour) shining skin, the few freckles, the one scar you got in summer camp from falling off a bike, the feeling of the skin next to your kneecap, the small hickeys he would always place there right next to your scar.
Only you knew his worst days, when the pressure got so much that he started thinking about cocain, the fear, the fright, the anxiety, the low self esteem, the way he would look into the mirror and think of how to get even more defined muscles.
Only Rafe knew what you felt the best wearing in spring, the long flowy dress, the thin hoodie draped over the top half of your body, what you felt best wearing in summer, the linen pants with the cute crop top, what you felt best wearing in fall, the cream coloured knit sweater, the brown mini skirt, the warming tights, the cream coloured leg warmers, what you felt the best wearing in winter, the wide jeans, the oversized sweater jacket, the cute Lacey top sticking out on the top.
Only you knew what spot to caress on the top of his head, the slight humming coming from his chest, the contend snores when he fell asleep to you scratching his scalp, the way he stirred when you would stop scratching him, the way his eyes fluttered open upon realizing that you had stopped your sweet caresses.
Only you knew what he looked like while talking shit about his own friends, what he looked like while holding a grudge against topper, what he looked like when getting into fights, what he looked like when his anger issues got the best out of him.
Only you knew what he looked like while helping Wheezie with her homework, the look of rage behind his eyes when she told him that someone has been mean to her, what he looked like when Wheezie told him about her first crush, her first boyfriend, her first kiss, her first party with alcohol, her first date, her first received flowers, her first horror movie and her first heartbreak.
Only you knew Rafes sweetspot for Wheezie, how he wanted to kick the guy's ass who first broke her little heart, how he went to the store on Barbados to buy pads and tampons for her when she got her first period and didn't want to tell her dad and rose right away, not even Sarah, how he called her every night in the one week you both spent alone in their family's house on Barbados, how he made sure she got home safe when she went out with her friends and he wasn't home.
Only he knew how much you adored ducks, the way you went to watch them swim around the pond at the Country Club while Rafe and his friends played golf, how you had a duck Squishmallow lying in the right corner of your closet, about the one picture from you as a child where you held a baby duck that was saved by an animal shelter.
Only Rafe knew about your immature side, the way you loved cuddling with stuffed animals when he wasn't around to hold you at night, how you loved watching Halloween movies for kids instead of watching horror movies on Halloween night.
Only you knew what he looked like when he awoke from a fever dream, hair damp, skin glistening with sweat, eyes searching frantic around the room, his hands gripping the comforter, his chest rising and falling unsteadily.
Only you both knew about each others secrets, flaws, distaste's, preferences, private body parts.
But one thing known by everyone around you is the fact that Rafe and you are gonna marry one day and deep down you both already know that too.
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I have no clue if y'all will like this but I thought it'd be cute. :)
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Rafe cameron imagines by Ailee. <3
FanfictionImagines about the great Rafe Cameron. 🫦 - Smut 🦋- Fluff 🫳🏻- Angst