#rafe cameron flufff

[undercovercameron]

a domesticated rafe cameron

summary: a bf headcanon for sir rafe m.f. cameron

notes: *NSFW NEAR THE END* i have been seeing so many headcanons for rafe as a bf recently and i used to do these all the time for other fandoms and people and holy fuck i miss and love them.. allow me to indulge myself. also a lot of these are not simply him being touchy or super cute positive ones bc he’s canonically a murderer and drug addict and felon sooo akdjdjd we all of course romanticize him but i just thought i’d say that. lemme know what you think !

tags: rafe cameron x reader

i think rafe is a very complicated kind of lover

he’s a complex ass dude as it is, so that obviously reflects in your relationships

your relationship probably started unconventionally, either because of a fuck up or drunken mistake or maybe even meeting him randomly on a golf course or on the beach and just immediately being drawn to each other

he wants someone that challenges him a Little bit but really just wants someone to go with the flow and let him take the lead

he already gets enough direction and bossy shit from his family

(probably a couple arguments have sparked because of that; he sees too much of rose or ward in you. it’s also something that draws him to you, though, so take it with a grain of salt)

on the topic of arguments, you two are no stranger to them

he always ends up apologizing though, even if you started it—he’d just much rather have your mouth on his than have it yelling at him and knows there’s always a way to get you back on his side

he’s a proud man, so his apologies are usually in the form of him complimenting you or giving entirely hypothetical situations in which he Possibly Might Be Sorry

you take it because it’s probably the best you’re gonna get

he shows his love and affection in a little different ways that other people you’ve dated

of course he’s no stranger to PDA

in fact it only puffs his chest that you want to be seen with him and touch him

he’ll never admit it, but he loves when you kiss his face

like duh,

but not just his lips, he really likes when you kiss him on the temple or just press your face to his cheek or peck at his jaw

he also likes when you hold onto his belt when getting his attention or trying to move him

a lot of your dates involve watching a movie or TV show, because truth be told he is a home body

maybe not his home, but def a home body

your house is a reminder that he is apart of your life; he sees the pictures, the movie tickets, his favorite chips (salt and vinegar, ew i know), or spares of toothbrushes and his clothes in your closet

in any social situation he is either looking at you, thinking of looking at you, touching you, or asking people where you are

he cannot stand to make small talk without his emotional support girlfriend at his side

you’re just so much funnier than all these other people

he prides himself on his ability to make you blush, and does it any chance he gets

he doesn’t really get to laugh a lot, as he is either in distress or about to get punched or reprimanded, so you’re always whispering some joke into his ear to get him to laugh. your success rate is much better than anyone else’s in his life

he knew he loved you when you grabbed his hand during a dinner you were at and some politician walked in with a very apparent and badly concealed nose job. you just mouth “oh my god” and he had to snort to cover up his laugh

you were also all dolled up and cute and sexy that night so that may have had something to do with him knowing he loved you

he is also a great communicator

it’s not in his nature to hide his feelings because they’re so fucking obvious on that expressive face of his

and he never knew he could have so much fun texting until you came along

now he’s a regular emoticon user

weird, right?

now onto spicy things,

you’ve never known a partner to ask you how you feel more than Rafe

it’s a praise thing, you think

he wants to hear that he feels good, that right there, that he fucks you so good, that he’s perfect for you

the nonverbal sign that all those are true is when you throw your head back and a gasp is caught in your throat

the very idea that your breath is stolen every time he does something good makes his heart skip a beat

his cheeks get very red while you’re having sex, so your cool fingers are usually petting them or pressed near them

you have a thing for his legs

i mean come on

he just walks around like that all day

he walks around with a dick like that in his pants all day, and you’re supposed to just ignore it?!

absolutely not

you especially like when he wears those hoochie daddy 5 inch inseam swim trunks, because you get to see where his skin gets a little paler and softer and it makes you get goosebumps at the thought of where it leads

those trunks are a treat usually, saved for a special occasion where he doesn’t have to be around his family and he can have you in his lap, hand trapped between your legs

let’s just say you two fuck like rabbits

two beautiful young adults, what else occupies your time?

it gets a little annoying for other people when you’re apart of their dinner party, because you’re always late, but then learn to just deal with it

it’s better to not have a sexually frustrated rafe cameron that accidentally stabs through his plate of rice and vegetables like that one time at the island club with your parents when you licked up a drop of lemon sauce from your chin and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head

decidedly not a great time or place to act like that

anyways,

i just think while yours’ and rafe’s relationship def has its ups and downs like all other relationships, your recovery period after an argument is remarkably high

you both know you’re not mad anymore, so it’s not worth it to be bad communicators and make it worse

at the end of the day, there’s always space for you in his bed, and he always welcomes you with a slap on the ass and a whisper of “we’re totally fucking in the shower tomorrow”

(and yes. you do)

notes: i hope this doesn’t seem to scatterbrained, i may or may not end up adjusting or editing this later to be closer to what i think would be him

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[supardupar]

Backstabber (pt.2)

Pt. 1

Summary: As you're having the worst time of your life, Kie tells the tea about what JJ thinks about you.

Warnings: FLUFFF, cursing

A/N: Part 2 is jj x fem!reader but its still gonna be under Rafe Cameron cause of part 1. Tbh idek I'm high asl LOL. Proofread and I fell asleep writing this a lot so.

Word count: 881

It's been 36 hours. 36 whole hours since that happened- since your trust was broken for life. You spent all those 36 hours glued to the couch with ice cream and diet coke.

JJ, your comfort person, was nowhere to be found. You had been spending your time with Sarah and John B at chateau. All you did was sit there and just wish that JJ was here to hug you and say it's gonna be okay.

You were staring awkwardly into space as Sarah rambled about something- you can't quite remember what. Sarah seemed to notice though, brows furrowing as you didn't answer her question.

Sarah pinched you on the arm. You squealed and tried to squirm away as she laughed.

"What was that for?!" You practically screamed, still giggling.

"You weren't listening to me!" Sarah said.

"Oh yeah... sorry." You spoke quieter, suddenly remembering why you weren't paying attention.

"Is it about JJ?" Sarah gave you a knowing look.

"What? Oh- yeah..." Sarah squealed. Your face twisted in confusion, "Woah, calm down!"

"So you guys are a thing now?" You wince. Why would she think that? You thought.

"No."

"What?"

"Why do you think we're together? I just miss him because he hasn't come to see me at all." And then Sarah realized.

"Oh." She almost whispered, "It's just- shit I can't tell you." You sat there staring at her with your "puppy dog eyes", "Okay! Okay fine. I just thought it was obvious."

"Thought what was obvious?"

"JJ obviously having a thing for you!" Your face dropped. Your best friend? You didn't know how to feel. You had just gotten rejected in the worst way possible, and now you find out your best friend has some sort of feelings for you??

The worst part is you didn't even know if you liked him back.

"I-" You tried to speak but got interrupted by the sound of JJ slowly walking into the chateau- he'd been too scared to come over. When JJ saw how numb you looked, sitting on the couch next to Sarah, hair all messy, he almost melted. But not in the good way.

He almost cried. He didn't know you were hurting this much. He wish he never came. Because to be honest, he wish he never even knew you were hurting this much.

As JJ took a seat on the couch, Sarah stood up so quickly she almost lost her balance, "I- uhh, gotta go to the, uhm, bathroom..." You gave her a side eye as she left.

"H-hi." JJ said said breaking the silence. You sniffled and glanced over at him, your gaze softening. You were so confused. What were you gonna do?

You just found out your best friend likes you, and now he's sitting right next to you.

"Hi JJ." You said. He smiled softly and rubbed your arm, "I'm sorry." JJs face twisted into confusion.

"What? For what?" Asked JJ.

"I feel like I hurt you." JJ blushed. Shit, what? You just stared at the tv.

"You didn't hurt me? Why do you think that?" He tried his best to fake it. You simply just shrugged, downing some more of your diet coke. Okay... that was weird.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." JJ blurted out. JJ winced silently cursing himself, because he didn't even need to go to the bathroom. He had no idea why he even said that.

You nodded your head, eyes practically glued to the tv. JJ walked and went to the bathroom. As he came back you finally turned your head to him.

His eyes widened a bit as he took in your face. Blown out pupils, slightly bloodshot eyes, and a nose as red as Rudolphs. You were high. Probably from weed. He could tell, as it was painfully obvious.

Your smoking addiction was getting worse, but instead of lecturing you, he just sat down next to you. You guys sat in semi-awkward silence just watching the television.

You were the first to break the silence.

"JJ, I need you to be honest." You said. His heart started to pound.

"I'm always honest." He croaked out.

"Okay." You exhaled, "Are you in love with me?" He tensed, and you could tell. A million questions flooded his head. What? How do you know?

Is it obvious? What do you even mean? JJ opened his mouth but you cut him off, "I-I'm sorry I'm probably being super confusing." You looked down to your lap, fiddling with your fingers.

"You are..." It was JJs turn to look at his lap, "I just... don't know."

"Oh." Was all you managed to croak out. A sense of sadness washed over you, "I'm sorry this was stupid." You started to stand.

"Wait." You turned around, to see that he was standing too. You stared at each other. He scanned your face as you scanned his. He stared at your lips.

Fuck it, you thought as you leaned forward crashing his lips into yours, hands cupping his cheeks. JJ softened into the kiss, hands on your waist, but you pulled away immediately.

He searched all over your face for any source of regret, but he found none.

"I think I am." Said JJ.

"Think you're what?" You asked.

"In love with you."