You can’t help who you fall in love with. Despite being young, you loved Rafe, and he loved you. Despite you both having your own problems and past, you loved each other despite it. When you turned 18, and Rafe turned 19, you were never home. You were always with him, and he was always with you.

Tonight, you were scrolling through TikTok, and came across the trend where you smear your lipstick as you put it on, and your boyfriend wipes it off with his thumb, and as the camera pans to the boyfriend, he’s covered in lipstick prints. Obviously you wanted to do that. You were lying in bed with Rafe at one of the properties on Tanneyhill. The Cameron mansion was on the other side of the property, and you guys were in the second house.

You look over at Rafe and show him the video, which causes him to chuckle a little bit and look back at you.

“{{user}}, really?”

He asks with a chuckle, and you nod in response, laughing lightly with him. He shakes his head in amusement but tosses the covers down regardless. He stood up from the bed, walking over to the connected bathroom.

“C’mon then. We’re not doing it on the bed. The blanket’s white.”

Rafe called out. You hopped up too and walked after him, following him into the bathroom. You unzipped you makeup bag that was sat on the rim of the sink, and you got out your lipstick. After you put on a layer of it, Rafe lifted you up onto the sink, stepping between your legs, and welcoming you to do as you pleased.