Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

Rafe ~ hi daddy

I saw a book on Tiktok. I remember the dialogue but I can't remember the title or the author

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Your phone buzzed, and as soon as you heard the familiar ringtone you'd set specifically for your dad, you answered right away.

"Hi, Daddy!" you greeted with a smile.

Silence.

"Hello? Dad?" You call out again.

You pulled the phone away, and your heart sank as you saw Rafe's name on the screen. A hot wave of embarrassment rushed over you.

You panic to put the phone back to your ear, "Rafe, I—"

"Hold on, just give me a second," he interrupted, clearly enjoying this.

"Rafe..." you began, exasperated.

"I didn't realize our relationship was like that," he teased, his voice smooth and smug.

"It's not. I thought you were my dad, you psycho."

He chuckled, his voice lowering. "I mean, I can be your daddy if you want me to."

You rolled your eyes, the smile creeping onto your face in spite of yourself. "I'm hanging up." You press the end call button and a text pops up moments later

Rafe
I'll see you later babygirl ;)

Y/N
Oh shut up. I hate you

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Later that night, you walked into the party, the music pulsing, lights dimmed, and there he was—Rafe, across the room. But this time, Sofia was clinging to his arm, laughing a little too loud, her fingers trailing across his sleeve as if she owned him. He glanced at her, looking uncomfortable.

With a smirk, you walked over, right up to him, ignoring Sofia as she turned to you with a curious stare. Leaning close, you said with a wicked smile, "Hi, Daddy."

Rafe choked on his drink, eyes widening as he turned to you, his expression a mix of surprise and amusement.

Sofia's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?"

You turned to her, unbothered. "Y/N. His girlfriend. You're Sofia, right?"

"Yeah..." she trailed off, looking from you to Rafe, uncertain now.

Taking Rafe by the arm, you pulled him away from her, and he shot you a grateful, but teasing look. "You're welcome, by the way."

"Someone's a little jealous," he smirked, tugging you closer as you rolled your eyes, unable to hide your smile.

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms as you glance back toward the bar where Sofia's attention is still half on Rafe. "Please, I was doing you a favor."

"Oh yeah?" he says, stepping closer, that smirk widening. "So calling me 'daddy' was part of the favor, too?"

You scoff, feeling your cheeks warm despite yourself. "Just making a point."

"Good to know you're thinking about me," he murmurs, leaning down just enough to meet your gaze. His voice drops lower. "Especially since I'll be expecting more of that...what was it? 'Daddy' energy?"

"Whatever." You laugh, nudging him away. But the glimmer in his eyes—and the way he can't seem to stop looking at you—tells you he's loving every second of this little game between you.