Rafe Cameron Imagines//Oneshots

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Summary - Y/n and Rafe are 'friends' (complicated) and y/n is helping him out after a stressful day.

"I mean he says he loves me but I just feel bad you know, I freak out everytime we, well..." Sarah says in a light tone as she sighs.

She had been talking about her boyfriend topper to you in the kitchen for about 20 minutes now, you knew her well enough that you stayed to listen and help her. "Look don't worry about what he wants, you'll put yourself on burn out trying to please people all the time" You explain.

Sarah takes a sip from her cup as the night sky glistens, settling in after a hot summer's day. "Yeah, i mean i know you're right" Sarah laughs for a moment "I have no idea how a person like you could tolerate my brother honestly"

You sigh as a dry chuckle leaves your own lips. You had been a friend to Rafe for quite some time now despite his constant need to be an asshole to people. Somewhere along the road the two of you hooked up, more than once.

Yet it never latched onto anything more just yet, and to be honest you were fine with that. Most people figured there was something going on but you never cared to put any labels on the two of you.

As you say goodnight to Sarah you head upstairs as she goes back outside where Topper is swimming in the pool, he didn't even really notice she left for 20 minutes.

Sometimes Topper reminds you of a clueless toddler, so worried about the wrong things and clingy but independent.

you wipe the grimace off your face as you go back to Rafes room with the beer he asked you to grab while you were getting yourself a drink. "Sarah was yappin," You say as you quietly enter his room.

You didn't have to bother to be quiet since Ward and Rose were on the mainland for business but you didn't want to wake the wheezie who was sleeping down the hall.

"bitch" Rafe mumbles under his breath referring to Sarah.

you roll your eyes at his comment like usual as you hand him the drink, getting yourself comfortable. As you take your hoodie off you notice Rafe moving slowly and with a wince causing you to wonder why you didn't notice it before and...

"What happened?" You ask curiously.

Rafe looks over at you with a confused face as if he doesn't realize the way he's moving, he takes a moment before answering. "Oh nah nothing just back day yesterday" He explains his sore muscles as you nod your head in realization.

However another question prompts in your mind as you sit on the bed beside him. Both your figures lit up only by a slight glance of moonlight through his window and the small yellow lamp beside his bed.

"Don't you stretch? like yoga or something" You ask, although it's more of a statement,

"stretchings for girls, i am a man" He deapans you with an obvious look in his eyes as he speaks.

A small laugh leaves your own lips at his toxic masculine comment, there is no point in trying to change the way he thinks about things, how he's seen as so nonchalant, he thinks everything is cringy and everyone is weird. At some point you just stopped caring enough to argue.

"A man who is sore because he doesn't stretch" You shrug, bickering back a little as you poke his back causing another wince from him.

"cut it out Y/n" He complains, waving you off.

"fine fine im sorry" You laugh as you take another sip from your drink before putting it down for a moment. "Lay down"

Rafe goes to lay down almost immediately but stops half way through as if his frontal lobe developed "wait why though?"