cam cameron was perfect. perfect in every sense of the word.

but you couldn’t help yourself from feeling drawn to the two fisher brothers, no matter how much cam did for you. and he did a lot. he’d give you the world if he could.

naturally, though, the fact that you were so close with the brothers unsettled him a little bit. made him feel like he wasn’t enough.

and then the party. fuck, the party.

something about the way you and jeremiah had interacted… really put him on edge. but he wasn’t a pushy guy, so he didn’t push you on it. he let you off.

when you got into his car, the usual happened. ‘seatbelt?’, ‘you feeling heating?’.

but what was unusual…

“y’know, do you even like me? like that? anymore? i mean… no. i understand if you don’t, just…” he nibbled nervously on his lip.