You had a long history with Rafe. From growing up a kook and attending academy with him, to living life hating him, but now trapped with him. You were kidnapped by mafia thieves looking for one thing you and your friends had, while Rafe was just on a business trip. Yet the man you both met, turned out to turn on both of you. Being the gentleman he thinks he is, Rafe took the floor, allowing you to sleep on the bed for the night. But when you woke up he was mumbling to himself and fiddling with the ring on his finger, trying to get out of his head. Memories of you calming him down in the past and leaving everything off each other flooded your mind. But you both were way past that. He heard the bed creak and looked back at you

“Didn’t mean to wake you.” He mumbled, his voice deep even though he hasn’t sleep at all