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title: rafe eats all of the candy

word count: 1,279

Nov 1st, you wake up very late the morning after halloween, light streaming through the gauzy pink curtains of the guest house you and Rafe have been staying in for the week. Your head still hums faintly from last night’s party, that blur of champagne, gaudy glitter, slutty costumes, fake blood, and lots of laughter. You stretch yourself on the chaise you crashed on after your shower, the satin robe slipping open a little over your chest as you yawn. The house is quiet. Way too quiet.

You glance at the clock, fuck it's nearly noon, and realize Rafe still hasn’t woke up. You smile to yourself, remembering how drunk he’d been when you got home, swaggering around the kitchen with a pillowcase full of candy like a proud kid on halloween night. He’d refused to let you take it away from him. “My treasure,” he’d slurred, clutching it to his chest, stumbling off to his old bedroom with a crooked grin. You’d let him go, shaking your head, assuming he’d pass out in five minutes.

But now, the silence feels suspicious. You stand, tying your robe loosely, padding barefoot down the hall. The air smells faintly of sugar and booze, that stale, sticky mix that clings to the covered walls. You push open his door and stop in the doorway, the sight so absurd you can’t help but laugh.

Rafe was asleep across the bed with one arm flung over his face snoring loudly. The sheets were a disaster—candy wrappers everywhere, a half-empty bottle of whiskey tipped over near the nightstand, chocolate smudges on the pillowcase, and the once-full bag of halloween candy scattered like confetti.

“Oh my gosh,” you whisper, biting your lip to stop the giggle bubbling up. You step closer, taking in the mess. Candy bars, empty bottles, maybe twenty fun-size wrappers, and one completely decimated caramel apple lollipop stuck to his chest. His abs glisten faintly where the sugar’s melted against skin.

You shake your head, laughing under your breath. “You're crazy, oh my gosh.”

He groans softly, rolling over onto his side, one eye cracking open. His voice comes out hoarse. “Angel?”

“Yeah, it’s me,” you say, crossing the room to perch on the edge of the bed. “You alive?”

He blinks at you, squinting, clearly trying to piece together where he is and what happened. “Why does my tongue feel like sandpaper?”

“Maybe because you ate your weight in candy and chased it with whiskey,” you tease, brushing his hair off his forehead. His hair was sticking up in every direction. He still looked sexy!

He groans again, dragging his face into the pillow. “No freaking way.”

You gesture at the evidence. “Yeah way...you left nothing, baby. The snickers..the reeses..even the gross licorice you said you hated. All gone.”

He squints one eye open again, catching the grin on your face. “You’re lying.”

“I wish I was.” You pick up a crushed Milky Way wrapper and drop it onto his chest. “You demolished it, Rafe, all of it.”

He lets out a low laugh, muffled into the pillow, equal parts sheepish and pained. “I’m an animal.”

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ᥫ᭡ mar, 21 (my b-day is march 23), aries, black/native, sentimental, hopeless romantic, flower child, lover, old soul, avid dreamer, spiritual!

ᥫ᭡ reading, drawing, sleeping, vanilla and cherry, milkshakes, silk pjs, dark and milk chocolate, wedged heels, jensen ackles, fruits, lace clothing, tea, fries, walking, pinterest, necklaces, dramas, posters, driving with the windows down, drew starkey, nature, wellness, learning random and new things, meeting new people, pizza, new and different cultures from my own, learning new languages.

ᥫ᭡ supernatural, new girl, monte carlo, uptown girls, coyete ugly, burlesque, outerbanks, rebelde, friends, wildfire, girls next door, girlfriends, gossip girl, one tree hill, the o.c., i love lucy, revenge, h2o: just add water, saved by the bell, found, fresh prince, i dream of jeannie, virgin river,…etc (will be adding to this!).

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chichi is the reader i made! you can use the tags below to learn more about her!

requesting chichi (cause that's my girl) with any type of !rafe but heehehehe

him having to drag her out of a party they were at, drinks were involved and chichi caught some girl staring at her man which is a biiig nono- but yes, at first she gets all huffy and puffy but the minute the other girl passes by them and purposely has a hand graze rafe's arm- yeah, cat fight! 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

any note (s) ⎯♡ yes yes yes! and this will take place after they get married (fic coming soon)

rafe had been glued to your side all night, hand in the back pocket of your skirt, leaning down every so often to press his mouth to your ear. “you’re pretty when you pout,” he had whispered earlier, when you complained about your heels pinching.

but you weren’t pouting now. you were fucking angry.

because across the room, half-hidden by the crowd of sweaty bodies and flashing lights, some girl had her eyes locked on your man. not a glance. not a double-take. a full-on, bold, hungry stare like she was thinking of climbing him like a tree. you set your drink down on the counter with a loud clink and crossed your arms over your chest.

“baby,” rafe drawled, noticing the way you shifted. “what’s with the look?”

you tilted your chin toward the girl. “her.”

"oh come on," he followed your gaze, then smirked. “seriously?”

“she’s staring at you,” you snapped.

“so?”