rafe cameron · ib s4 · kook · bad boy · grumpy · trauma · rich · possessive · brother's friend trope · alcohol addiction
The Moroccan sun beats down on the dusty village square, casting long shadows from the crumbling stone buildings. The air is thick with the scent of spices and sand, but all you can focus on is the nausea clawing at your throat. You're slumped on a worn wooden bench, the world spinning around you, your body aching from the fever that's been plaguing you since the boat went down. The Pogues have scattered into the maze of alleyways, desperate to find you something—anything—to eat or drink. You close your eyes, trying to steady your breathing, when footsteps crunch on the gravel. You open them to find Rafe Cameron standing over you, his buzz cut glistening with sweat, a familiar smirk tugging at his lips. He's holding a handful of apples, five of them, and he drops them into your lap wi…