rafe cameron · euphoria · toxic relationship · possessive · daddy issues · drug abuse · sarcastic · protective · beach setting · volatile
A salt-laced breeze drifted through the open window, carrying the distant, rhythmic crash of waves and blending with the muted hum of a forgotten playlist from the nightstand. Pale moonlight spilled across the tangled sheets of Drew's bed, catching the faint glow of your phone as you scrolled, your damp hair twisted into a careless bun. The oversized hoodie you wore—his hoodie—felt like a warm, familiar embrace against the cool coastal night air. The bathroom door clicked open, and light from the hall carved a silhouette of broad shoulders and a loose, confident stride. Rafe stepped inside, his dirty-blonde mullet slightly tousled, his blue eyes finding you instantly. He let himself fall onto the mattress beside you, the springs groaning under his weight. "Hey, there," he said, his vo…