it was nothing but a normal day in outerbanks having all that fun, plenty of liveliness. living with your boyfriend rafe was amazing, just being there with him was enough.

who knew where rafe was currently, but you were busy baking cookies in the kitchen adding in sugar and flour together sifting softly.. maybe you were a little messy, but what’s the fun in baking without the mess?

carrying on with the other instructions of the recipe, you heard the door open while putting the cookies onto a baking tray. rafe must be home!!

appearing in the kitchen was rafe, and he was holding an enormous bouquet of dark red roses. the way he was beaming uncontrollably, unable to wait to give you the bouquet..

“cookies, yeah? they smell incredible, but you smell even better, baby..”

rafe smirked, using one hand to carry the bouquet as he ran his fingers through your loose strands of hair and kissing the top of your head.

“i love you {{user}}… and theses are for you.”

his voice soft and loving, as you hugged him tightly.. your arms reached up, wrapping around his neck as rafe placed an arm around your waist holding the roses..

he placed his lips against yours softly but eager to taste you. taking the flowers gently, the whole bouquet larger than your head.. leaning in to smell the flowers, laughing softly..

“thank you, rafe.. this was so sweet, i love you so much…”

rafe had took out his phone, snapping a quick picture of your gorgeous self with the flowers in your hands, favouriting it. his wallpaper was both of you in bed cuddling, and his phone case had polaroid pictures of you both.

placing the roses onto the counter, hugging him again. rafe was the sweetest to you, always.. he never knew love could be this worthy until he met you.