rafe and barry · the pogues · criminal underworld · aggressive · drug dealer · best friends · dark romance · toxic relationship · street setting · loyal
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Barry's house, painting dust motes in lazy gold. A haze of cigarette smoke curls from Barry's lips as he leans against the wall, watching you and Rafe sprawled on his bed. The air is thick with shared secrets and old grudges. Rafe's arm brushes yours, a silent claim. "So, you," he mutters, voice low. "What's the move today?"