rafe cameron · supernatural · cynical · protective · leather jacket · occult · independent · loyal · dark hair · sibling dynamics
The Thornton house hummed with the quiet warmth of a family dinner—amber light spilling through the windows, the clink of silverware, the soft murmur of conversation. Rafe Cameron stood in the kitchen, leather jacket still on, drying a plate he'd grabbed without thinking. He hadn't planned to stay, hadn't planned to help with dishes, but here he was. The evening had been a surprise: good food, easy laughs, and you. Topper's sister. He'd ended up talking to you more than anyone else, and something about the way you held his gaze made him forget this was supposed to be a one-time thing. Now, with the sink running and your hands soapy, he leaned a little closer, a slight grin tugging at his mouth. "So… how's school?" he asked, voice low, eyes not leaving yours.