Kiss Me (Rafe Adler x Reader) 18+

Kiss Me

Rafe Adler, by far, was your worst enemy and biggest crush. You couldn't quite describe how that played out together, but there was always such a rivalry between you two. You grew up together, and the rivalry all began when he got a special star from your elementary teacher. Now, you wouldn't have been mad if you gotten a star. So in revenge, you bought the same off-brand pack of star stickers and dazzled your paper folder with them. He was furious.

When highschool came around, he was oh-so-rebellious and dropped out junior year to join a gang of some sort. They offered everything apparently highschool couldn't; food, "real education", and friends. So, what else could you do except drop out? Yes, you did realize how irrational this was, but you also realized why you kept following his stupid moves; you were addicted to him. You were addicted to his hot headed ways, the way he would go up in flames when something didn't go his way... It made you go crazy. You were able to make him angry, and you loved that control.

The gang needed a girl to work as bait, so you joined them in despise of Rafe. The guys promised to protect you, and that's all you needed. Sooner than later, two years after when you should have graduated, Rafe became the leader, and you as his second hand man--or woman in this case. Then, some kid named Samuel Morgan decided to join your team. At first none of you wanted the softhearted kid, but you took him under your wing anyway. He ended up running away from the group though about a month or two after, some people say he killed an old woman. Even your group wasn't that cold.

Rafe decided he was onto something, and followed him on his run. You had to follow Rafe; you both had come this far, and-- well, you thought you loved him. For some reason Samuel dragged along his brother and changed their names to the Drake's, but that was none of your business. Your new small group was heading on the way to find Henry Avery's secret treasure.

Rafe bought his way to a prison, the quickest way to the tower one of Avery's mates had owned. You took a few pitstops on the way there and stayed at a few motels. Sure, Rafe may have been a business owner sworn to his family's bountiful wealth, but he didn't enjoy spending his money on frivolous things just for a night. He bought two motel rooms, one for the Drake's, and then of course, one for you and Rafe.

After you both sighed knowing you have to room together, you decided to share a few drinks. You sat next across from each other on the long couch silently discussing your adventures.

"Do you remember when we dropped out of highschool?"

"You make it sound like a group activity," he smirked then gulped down another sip, "I think you mean when I dropped out, and you followed me."

"No no, it was more like, I wanted to piss you off so I followed you."

"Into a gang," he laughed sarcastically.

"Into a group of great people."

"You don't just follow a person like that just 'because'. Not even if it was a dare or something."

You scoffed at him, "you really think I'm that naïve to go to such ends just for some guy?"

"You're Y/N. Of course you would."

"You barely know me, Rafe. As if."

He then cracked both his elbows, and bent forward, now resting his arm on the head of the couch and the other on his knee. "Truth or dare." "Are you kidding?! What are we, teenagers?!" He pointed the tip of his beer bottle towards you, "it makes up for the two years of highschool we lost."

You shrugged and scooted in closer, drinking all of your beer. "I'm going to need to be extremely tipsy if I want to forget you just said that." Rafe then gestured as if he was trying to continue the cliché moment, "Truth or dare."