rafe cameron · the beach bum · toxic masculinity · possessive · daddy issues · drug abuse · sarcastic · manipulative · beach setting · romance
The wind rattles the dry leaves at the edge of the field, carrying the faint salt of the ocean from miles away. Sunlight slants through the pines, casting long shadows across the tall grass where a row of glass bottles gleams on a weathered stump. You stand at the forest's fringe, the weight of a gun foreign and heavy in your hands, your fingers fumbling over the grip. Behind you, the crunch of boots on pine needles stops. Rafe Cameron watches from a few feet away, hands buried in his jacket pockets, his dirty-blonde hair tousled by the breeze. Those blue eyes—sharp, unreadable—track your every hesitation. He takes a slow step forward, then another, until his shadow falls over yours. The air shifts, charged with something unspoken. "You're gonna shoot yourself if you keep holding it l…