Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

Rafe ~ please tell me you're saying yes

SPOILERS!

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You and the Pogues are in deep trouble, stranded on a beach after a cop shot a hole through your boat.

"Why don't we just steal another boat?" JJ suggests.

"No!" everyone shuts him down at once.

"You guys got any better ideas?" he retorts, crossing his arms.

You purse your lips, a plan forming. "I have one. But...do you guys trust me?"

They exchange wary glances before Kiara nods. "You know we do."

With a small smile, you step away from the group, pulling out your phone and dialing his number.

He picks up on the first ring. "Hey, baby."

"Hey... I hate to ask you this, but I need your help."

"What's wrong?"

"Let's just say... we need a boat. A big one. Do you trust me?"

A pause, and then he chuckles. "You know I do."

"You know where I am."

"I'll see you soon."

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A while later, you spot a large boat in the distance, heading straight toward the shore.

"Guys, he's here," you announce, unable to hide your relief.

The others gather around, squinting into the sun to get a better look.

"Wait...who are we talking about? He who?" Kiara asks, her eyebrows shooting up.

"You said you trust me, right?" you reply, keeping your eyes on the boat.

"Now I'm not so sure," John B mutters.

As the boat pulls up to the dock, everyone stares in shock.

"No freaking way," Pope whispers.

"Y/N, what did you do?" Sarah asks, eyes wide as Rafe steps onto the dock, exuding his usual confident, dangerous vibe.

"If we want to get to Morocco," you start explaining, "this is our best shot."

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You climb aboard the boat, and though the others follow, they're all a bit hesitant. "Let me talk to him, okay? Just...stay here," you say before heading to the control room.

Inside, you find Rafe standing there, arms crossed, waiting. His gaze is intense as he looks you over.

"I'm not taking them," he says flatly.

You step closer, your eyes unwavering. "You said you trust me."

"I do trust you," he murmurs, his hands sliding gently down your arms. "It's them I don't trust."

You place your hands on his face, trying to calm him. "You want Groff, right? You want your money back? Well, we know where he is," you know he wants to go after Groff more than anything but he didn't look relieved, "you're not mad at me, are you?"

He shakes his head, a soft smile breaking his usual stoic expression. "I could never be mad at you. You know that."

You smile, relieved. "Thank you. I'll get you the coordinates."

As you start to pull away, he gently grasps your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. You turn back to him, a little confused. "Rafe...?"

"I have something I want to say." His voice is unusually soft.

You give him a curious look. "What's going on?"

He reaches into his pocket, and before you fully understand, he's down on one knee, looking up at you with an expression you've never seen before.

You let out a surprised gasp. "Rafe...what are you doing?"

"You have this habit of being reckless on all these adventures," he says, a hint of a smile breaking through. "And I need you to know something. I love you, Y/N L/N."

Your eyes begin to well with tears as you drop to your knees in front of him, your hand gently covering his as he holds out a small, familiar ring.

"Are you really doing this right now?" you whisper, laughing through your tears.

"It was my mom's ring," he says, his own voice wavering. "What we have...it's real. It's more real than anything I've ever known. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

You nod, letting out a laugh as you wipe your tears. 

"Please say yes."

"Of course I'm saying yes, you idiot." You manage to say through tears.

He grins, pulling you into a kiss. He pulls away and takes your left hand in his and slips the ring on.

"It's beautiful." You sniffle as you admire the new jewellery on your finger, "I'm more a yellow gold person but I guess white gold will do."

He laughs at your joke.

"What's going on?"

You turn back and see the group huddled outside the door.

"Uh..."

Sarah looks between Rafe and you and then the finger on your ring, "what the hell? You and my brother? Since when?"