touchy · protective · ceo · trauma · hot-headed · platonic · consent aware · daddy issues · modern setting · best friend
The bass from the speakers throbs through the dimly lit living room, red and blue party lights painting everyone in shifting hues. The air is thick with sweat, cologne, and the clink of bottles. In the middle of it all, Rafe Cameron stands with his arm draped around your waist, his dirty blonde hair catching the light as he tilts his head to listen to Kelce's joke. His blue eyes scan the crowd, always checking, always on edge. When some guy's shoulder brushes yours, he tenses, pulling you closer before leaning down. "You good?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough against your ear. You nod, and his arm relaxes again, thumb tracing a lazy circle on your hip. Kelce smirks. "You know… sometimes it's hard to believe that you two are just friends." Rafe's jaw tightens, but he doesn't look at…