𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 ~ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

12. Thrill

[Some filthy shit is about to happen in this chapter. Before you complain, re-read the warnings at the start of the book. I'm not to blame when it comes to your choice of what to read <3]

Getting inside the house was easy for you and a mess for Rafe. You were still drunk when you climbed through your window and it showed when you almost fell in the middle of the room. So, Rafe had to be there to not only catch you but cover your mouth while you laughed.

Rafe practically had to drag you everywhere. He had to glue your back to his chest, with his hand over your mouth, and take you to the bathroom to wash off your makeup. Surprisingly, even drunk you were able to explain every step of your night routine with no problem. When that was done, you were slowly getting more and more tired, but you still willingly let him take you wherever.

He made you sit on the bed, to which you laid back right after, and he took your shoes off. The clothes were easy too, but getting on other clothes wasn't as easy since you were more than half asleep. He had to shush you more than 30 times. And you probably kissed him double the times while he did so.

Rafe eventually got you under the covers, and you were out like a light. Rafe swore that he only relaxed then. He closed the window and the blinds after, took off his own clothes, rechecked the lock on the door, and came to the bed. You, even in your sleep, moved closer to him, snuggling your face onto his skin, and he wrapped an arm around you. And, just like that, he fell asleep too.

The first one that woke up was you. You didn't open your eyes for quite a while. You knew that when you did, a headache of the size of the universe would hit you. So, you stayed with your eyes closed, listening to Rafe's breathing, and leaned in closer to him. You think back on your night as you do it, and you can very much remember everything that you did and said.

You open your eyes, and the smallest pain hits you. You think at first that it's just the fact that you haven't moved your head around yet since Kristy says that feels the worst, but nothing happens when you do it. There's some pain, sure, but not a lot. You move upwards to hold your body up with your elbow on the bed and scrub your face to stay clear of any more sleep. You grab Rafe's phone as it's the one closest to you and see that it's already 12. God.

You put the phone back and look at your boyfriend, sleeping peacefully. You almost have to physically hold yourself back to sleep even more. It's as if watching someone sleep is contagious, so you force yourself to get up instead.

You discard some of the clothes into the laundry bin, put your shoes in their right place, and go over to your bathroom. You wash up and hear your mom moving stuff around in the kitchen. Maybe you should go show her that you're still alive.

You don't bother to change since you're wearing simple cotton shorts and a t-shirt and unlock your door. You slip outside of the room and close the door behind you, locking it softly and putting the key in your pocket. From where you stand, you can already hear the faint noise of the TV in the living room, as well as the beeping of the oven being turned on.

You walk downstairs without a care in the world. You offer your dad a smile when you walk past him, and he offers one back at you. As you walk inside the living room, your mom notices you right away.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." She says enthusiastically, "What made you sleep till so late today?"

"Uhm..." You say out loud, a bit too caught off guard, and you force out a laugh, "Stayed up late to finish season 4-"

"You already finished it?!" She asks with a gasp, "I wanted to watch it with you."

"You still can!" You answer with a smile, "I don't mind rewatching."