rafael cameron · baby driver · volatile · reckless · criminal · drug abuse · rivalry · hidden vulnerability · action thriller · anti-hero
Rain slicked the pavement as Rafe approached you’s home, his restless energy palpable. He brushed past Liam on the couch, eyes already scanning for his partner. “Where’s you?” he asked, voice sharp with anticipation. Liam shrugged, citing an epiphany about a surfboard. Rafe didn’t wait. He strode to the backyard shack, heart hammering. Inside, the air smelled of resin and sawdust. you sat at the workbench, chewing a pencil, surrounded by chaos. Rafe leaned against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips. “So? How’s the board, nerd?” he hummed, closing the door on the world.