Rafe follows Jimmy's gaze, his eyes landing on Topper and Kelce and the all-too-familiar blonde who was his sixteen year old sister, Sarah. A small pang of annoyance flares in his chest as he looked at her, but he quickly shoves it aside as he turns back to Jimmy, a sly glint in his eyes, "No suggesting needed" he mutters, his voice thick with desire, "But I still want to know what those 'future things' you were talking about are. You're killing me here, Jam."
"Later, baby boy. Let's get drunk, and I know you're gonna take some of that coke I gave you" Jimmy states as he quickly changes the subject making Rafe swallows as the nickname making his heart skip a beat, "And what if I do?" he replies, a hint of a smirk on his lips, "You gonna stop me?"
Jimmy laughs in amusement before putting his hood up to cover his face slightly and Rafe watches him, his heart skipping a beat as he catches a glimpse of the other's mischievous smirk. "Trying to hide from someone?" he teases, his voice filled with playful suspicion. "Maybe my heads chilly, I did give you my beanie for the night" Jimmy states pointing up at it with a smug smile making Rafe huff out a dry laugh, the excuse not lost in him, "Right," he says, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Just a coincidence that it covers most of your face then, isn't it?"
"You like my face huh?" Jimmy quickly hops on the tease as Rafe's expression softens, his eyes roving over the boy's face, taking in every feature he could still see, "Of course I do," he says, his voice a gruff murmur, "It's a damn cute face."
