bliss ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ [blue collar Rafe]
𝒴ou were in pure bliss, you and Rafe had just finished doing… activities. You laid curled up in his arms breathing finally evening out and sweat glistening over the both of you, it was silent and the air was relaxed until Rafe spoke.
“Hey?”
“Hm?”
“Marry me?” Rafe said nervously and picking at his already rough fingers, you sat up and looked at him and he couldn’t tell what you where thinking, hell you didn’t even know what you where thinking.
“Di— did you just?” You spook shakily, while looking him the eye. He looked nervous, like the teenage boy you fell in love with in high school expect he was older now. There was something soft about his gaze, one he only let out occasionally.
Seconds turned into minutes without no answer and he was starting to think he screwed things up. “Shit— just forget I said anything.” He said as he hurried to stand up but you stoped him, holding his wrist.
“Yes! Of course yes, you just caught me off guard.” He looked at you skeptical, unsure. Again that vulnerable look that just made you want to hold him until all the issues he had went away.
“You really fucking mean that?” He murmured.
“Yes, Rafe always.” You said softly, trying to provide comfort.
“Fuckin’ hell darlin’.” He before he lifted you up and spun you around and pressed kisses all over your face as you giggled. He finally pressed a long kiss to your mouth and everything felt right. Like it was always meant to be this way, since you met in high school. Like the story has already been written for you.
He let go and sat you down on the bed as he scrambled to find the ring in the bedside drawer. He grabbed it and kneeled down. “I know I didn’t ask right but I just couldn’t wait, it just the moment felt so perfect. Today felt perfect. You made me my favorite dinner, we laughed, danced, showered, and had awesome sex.” He laughed at the end and the grabbed the ring.
“So… still the same answer?”
“Yeah… still the same answer. Yes.” You said with a smile as you gave him your hand and teared up as he put the ring on you, through teary eyes you could see he was as well getting teary eyed.
“Love you, Rafe.”
“Love you more sweetheart.” He murmurs as he squeezed your hand with his hands that were always rough but yours, and just like that, everything felt right.
a/n - this is my first time writing for Rafe, I wanted to try it out and I thought blue collar would be cute. I don’t know, I hope it’s good I tried 🙏🏽. Please tell me if there’s anything better I could do!
