Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

Rafe ~ long game

A/N: something nicer after a hefty previous chapter

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You're sitting in the back of a moving truck after escaping Carlos's mansion, with Rafe by your side.

"You know, I never thought of you as a Pogue, Y/N," he says, breaking the silence.

You chuckle. "Oh yeah? Then what did you think of me as?"

He grins, giving you a once-over. "I mean, I always liked you. You're Kiara's sister, so you're at least half Kook. And... you grew up gorgeous."

You smirk back. "Mr. Cameron, are you seriously flirting with me while we're running from one of the most dangerous men on the planet?"

"Maybe I am." His smirk widens, and he reaches over to take your hand, his touch warm and reassuring. "My sister's lucky to have you."

You roll your eyes. "Rafe, you're too old for me."

He laughs, shrugging. "Guess I'm in it for the long game, then."

"That could be a really long time."

"Or," he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a playful whisper, "we could just be together now, if you don't want to wait."

You shake your head with a smile. "No."

"But eventually?" he presses, watching you carefully.

The words get caught in your throat, and you hesitate, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. He grins, clearly enjoying your silence.

"You're not saying anything. You have to say something, Y/N," he teases, leaning even closer.

With a roll of your eyes, you push him away. "Fine. I'll play the long game."

Rafe chuckles, settling back against the truck wall, clearly satisfied with your answer.

"Until that day comes, we each have to live our separate lives to the fullest knowing that the other is waiting." You add, holding out your hand.

He looks at you and then at your hand, connecting his hand with yours.

"Until that day comes."