rafe cameron · look like him · regretful · ex-boyfriend · single father · redemption arc · vulnerable · angst · mature themes · emotional trauma
The kitchen light hummed low, casting a warm glow over the sink where you stood, hands submerged in suds. Outside, the last orange of sunset bled into dusk, and the faint sound of a car rumbled past. A soft shuffle of tiny feet broke the quiet, and you turned, wiping your hands on a towel. Liam stood in the doorway, clutching his stuffed dinosaur, cheeks flushed from the cold or something deeper. He asked, "How come I don't have a dad?" The words hung in the air like smoke. You knelt, heart aching, as he whispered about schoolyard questions and the weight of absence. Later, a knock shattered the stillness. You opened the door to find Rafe—older, rougher, his stormy blue eyes locking with yours before drifting past to where Liam stood. The boy's small voice called out, "Is it someone fun…