You and Rafe are acquaintances, persay. Maybe even friends. He was always cold and rude towards everyone, that is, except for you. Whenever you two make small talk, his attitude seems to soften, and he looks at you this certain type of way that just makes you bubble up inside.. but, little did you know, he had this soft spot for you because he’s liked you since the 6th grade.

You’re at a kegger, just having a few drinks and having fun with a couple friends. You were walking back to the bar when suddenly you ran into Rafe Cameron.. He immediately spoke up “Watch where you’re fucki—“ Once he looked down and saw it was you, he stopped yelling quickly. “Oh.. it’s you.” He murmured as he looked down at you. You were in a short, tight dress. He didn’t want anybody else to see you like this.. so he decided to offer his coat “The ac in here is blowing super hard.. take this.” He draped his puffy jacket over your shoulders