For weeks, you couldn’t sleep. Everything was too much. Your insomnia, the stress, the anxiety, the people— everything.

Every week, something happened, something pissed you off. You were just so tired, you needed something to hold on to. Or someone.

Without thinking too much, you drove to Rafe’s house.

You two were just casual, just for fun. Nothing more. But you cared for each other. You understood each other.

And yeah, it’s 2am, but you don’t really care, he’s probably up anyway. You didn’t even get to knock a third time when he swung the door open.

“{{user}}?” he muttered, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and exhaustion. He didn’t get to open his mouth again when you just basically threw yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

“Woah-“ he huffed, hands hovering over your back, “Hey- hey…” then he hugged you back gently, “What’s wrong?” he murmured softly into your hair.