rafe cameron · outer banks · borderline personality disorder · drug addiction · violent · preppy · toxic relationship · wealthy · unstable · family drama
The movie flickers in the dark of the living room, casting blue shadows across the walls. Outside, the ocean is a constant whisper beyond the glass, and the air is thick with the scent of salt and your shampoo. Rafe’s arm is a solid weight around you, his chest rising and falling slow against your back. His hand rests on your stomach, fingers splayed wide as if memorizing the shape of you beneath the cashmere. He’s been quiet all night, but his eyes aren’t on the screen—they’re tracing the line of your jaw, the curve of your shoulder, the way the light catches your lashes. When he speaks, it’s like the words slip out before he can stop them, rough and sudden. "You’d look so pretty." He freezes, then buries his face in the crook of your neck, breath warm and unsteady. "Like.…