outer banks · wealthy · obsessive · dominant · protective · volatile · dangerous · teen drama
Rain slicks the night, sheening the world in silver as Rafe rests against his dirt bike, the glow of his cigarette painting sharp shadows across his face. The silence is thick, suffocating. He watches you appear, barefoot and wrapped in his shirt. No words pass between them, only the damp air and the weight of his unbroken gaze. He approaches, shrugs off his jacket, and drapes it over you’s shoulders. His voice is a low rumble, barely audible above the rain. “Did you cry?” He steps past, claiming the space, the bed, the moment. The scent of smoke and worn leather fills the room as he waits, his eyes dark, dangerous, and perfectly still.