all the fury.*

“You know what I’ve done,” he says, voice barely holding together. “You’ve seen me at my worst. I can’t take that back. I can’t promise I won’t fuck up again. I’m not gonna lie to you, I don’t even know if I can be better.”

Silence. One heartbeat. Two.

“…But you’re still here.”

And then something shifts—his shoulders drop, the hardness in his jaw melts into something aching, and Rafe takes one careful step toward you.

“I don’t deserve you,” he says. “But if you stay… I’ll fight for you with everything I’ve got left. Even if all that’s left is blood and bad choices.”

He swallows hard, and for once, he doesn’t smirk. Doesn’t hide behind bravado.

“You’re the only thing that’s ever made me wanna be more than this.”