#rafey

tutor!rafe helps mouthy!reader with math

rafe playfully tossed the textbook at your stomach at the sight of your math test—a c- after two months of practice. the action made you let out a slight, sharp yelp.

"ugh, be serious, i need help—you promised," you whined petulantly, jutting out your bottom lip at the gesture.

he smirked, rolling his eyes. "i don't get you. i've been working my ass off tryna get you to actually learn, and it's like nothin' gets into that pretty head of yours." he tapped your forehead for added effect.

in response, you swatted his hand away. "paws off, rafey," you exclaimed, clicking your tongue, shaking your head, and opening your textbook.

"you're clearly not doing your job right, mr. smarty pants," you mocked, lips curled into a grin he recognized all too well. lord, how unserious you were. yet, unlike the other kids he peer tutored, you weren’t bratty or busy skipping class to join gangs.

he sighed, pulled out his phone, and opened spotify—the one app you forced him to download, wanting to "make a blend" with him, whatever that meant.

"recite the derivative of in(x) or else i’m playing that multiplication song. full blast."

you raised an eyebrow. “are you serious? we’re not in elementary school anymore.”

"as a heart attack, sweetie pie.”

you whined, racking your brain... but still nothing.

you resorted to simply biting your lip and batting your eyelashes. that had worked with all the other boys, no? but apparently, he'd had his fair share of girls like you and wasn't falling for it.

"ugh, rafe, i don't get it!" you whined, hitting your clenched fists against the pale pink blanket you two sat on.

“well then get it,” he said in a nasally imitation of your own voice.

“jesus, what kind of tutor even are you, cameron?”

“a free one that the school provided. now shut up and actually write something on the damn paper,” he said, grabbing your phone to reduce the distractions—or so he claimed.

eventually, you sighed and realized he wasn’t letting up, so you began to somehow focus. despite all the crap you gave him for “being a terrible tutor,” you were actually starting to understand the material.

first time making my own banner, yikes

sorry not sorryyyyyy I’m a SUCKER for soft!rafe

warnings: nothing really. FINE ok ooc Rafe.

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What happened to you? CHAPTER TWO

Ch. I Ch. II

You and Rafe walk side by side, close in step. “You wanna say bye to your friends first?”

You glance across the boneyard. “Irish goodbyes are kinda my thing.”

He laughs. “Figured.”

He leads you to his truck, parked not too far. He opens the passenger door for you. “Chivalry isn’t dead, I see.”

He shakes his head with a small smile as he rounds his truck to the driver’s seat.

He starts the truck, but you reach over and turn it off. “Did you drink?”

“Nah. One beer like an hour ago.”

You remove your hand with a nod, satisfied.

You hold your hand out. He furrows his eyebrows. “What?”

“Lighter, joint. Please.” You smile, just a bit as he complies.

You put it between your lips, but pause before lighting. “Is this okay in your truck?” Your voice is slightly muffled.

He laughs. “It’s seen much worse. Go for it.”

You light it, taking a long hit before exhaling slowly. “What’s with all this kindness this evening?”

He looks over, watching somewhat in awe as you inhale again, before snapping out of it.

“Just curious about the same thing everyone else is.” He pauses. “Plus… it’s been a while, y’know?”

You exhale, offering it to him. He takes it from you gently, taking a hit of his own. “Yeah.” A pause. “It has been.”

You take the joint back when he hands it to you, placing it between your lips as you turn to look out the window.

“Wanna hit the drive-thru for burgers? Like old times?”

“Sounds good, Rafe.”

The drive is somewhat quiet, you’ve rolled the window down, taking occasional hits before handing it off to Rafe.

He breaks the silence. “A year ago, this would’ve killed you.”

You turn to him, eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean? We hung out—”

“I meant the silence,” he interrupts gently.

“Oh.”

You sound so small, so unlike yourself.

“You don’t have to, obviously. But, you can, you know, talk to me about, like, whatever.”

He pulls into the parking lot of the burger joint, heading towards the drive-thru.

“Thanks, Rafe.”

He orders for you, and he drives out to a place you all used to hang out, on the occasion Sarah and Rafe weren’t at each other’s throats. It’s a big rock on the beach, overlooking the water. Rafe grabs a pillow and blanket and you carry the joint in your mouth, the drink carrier in one hand, the bag of food in the other. He whips out his phone and takes a picture of you, which results in an exasperated groan from you.

“Some things never change.” He grins at you as the two of you head to the rock.

Rafe sets up a spot as you stare out at the ocean. You’re feeling a little fuzzy now, the high definitely set in. “I love the ocean.”

Even from behind you, when he replies, you can tell he’s smiling. “I know you do, B.”

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Sorry until the plot develops I’m getting bored so these will be short….

“Jane, You know like Rafe and Jane. Rafe’s junkie girlfriend”

𐙚 - Artistic and Rebellious: Jane is an artist with a sharp wit and a rebellious edge. She is passionate about her craft, creating unique drawings and paintings, which reflect her creative and non-conformist personality.

𐙚- Struggles with Addiction: Jane is a recovering heroin addict when she first meets Rafe, and her attempts to stay clean are a significant aspect of her character arc. However, her relapse into addiction becomes a turning point for both her and Rafe.

𐙚 -Romantic Relationship with Rafe: Jane’s relationship with Rafe is intense and emotionally charged. She introduces him to heroin, further complicating their lives and deepening Rafe descent into drug use.

𐙚-Moral Complexity: While Jane is shown as caring and protective of Rafe, she also has a manipulative side. For instance, she blackmails Barry to secure Rafe’s share of their drug money, showcasing her willingness to use any means necessary to protect her and Rafe’s interests.

Frat!Rafe doing the “you ladies alright?” Trend and falling inlove AND if we wanna add a lil twisty twist either do him being forced into it or topper and kelce doing a prank filming him and setting it up like topper goes and knocks rafe stands and then kelce comes and throws it at him without him being prepaired and he’s like “dude wtf topper lit just knocked on the door you could have hit someone you fucking bitch-hey, you alright?” At the end asking y/n?