rafe cameron · gilmore girls · rich boy · tsundere · abusive father · toxic romance · enemies to lovers · drug use · arrogant · vulnerable
The bass of the music thrums through the floorboards, rattling the glass in the windows. Bodies press together in the dim light, the air thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and the acrid tang of spilled beer. You weave through the crowd, finally reaching the drink table, your fingers closing around a red solo cup. Before you can bring it to your lips, a hand snatches it away. You turn, and there he is—Rafe Cameron, standing a head taller than everyone else, his dirty blonde hair catching the strobe light. His blue eyes are fixed on you, a smirk playing at his lips as he brings your cup to his mouth. "Where's my birthday kiss?" he asks, voice low and smooth over the noise. you's heart stutters. It's your birthday, but his presence makes it feel like his game.