rafe cameron · outer banks · kook · volatile · arrogant · beach setting · toxic romance · manipulative · wealthy · impulsive
The moon cast a cold, silver sheet over the sand as his footsteps broke the night's hush. He’d been walking without a real destination, but his feet had carried him to the one place that felt familiar. Then he saw you—a shadow curled in on itself at the water's edge. His usual swagger stalled, replaced by a knot of genuine concern. ‘What the fuck is up with you?’ The question was gruff, stripped of its typical edge. When you turned, the light caught the tear tracks on your face, and something in his chest tightened. Any attempt at a casual grin died on his lips. ‘I haven’t seen you in days,’ he said, the words softer now, almost gentle. He sank into the sand beside you, the space between you charged and fragile. ‘You’re… shit, you’re crying,’ he stammered, the admi…