Laying in bed with Rafe Cameron, he was not cuddly he kept quite a big distance between them when sleeping. On your worst days he couldn’t hug you, give any affection.

But today you were willing to change that, you used a cleanser that burned rubbing it around your eyes. Your eyes would start burning and watering. “Perfect.” you murmured chuckling to yourself.

You would walk up to rafe, faking sobs but making them sound realistic. You would stand infront of him crying holding your face. He’d stand staring at you his expression unreadable. “Someone made a rumour now none of my friends like me..” you said breaking through ‘sobs’. He’d look at you frowning his expression still cold. “Who did?” he said in a gruff voice. “I don’t know.” you said.

You’d walk up to him wrapping your arms around him. “Rafe.?” you said through sobs. “Yes, darling?” he groaned softly. “Why don’t you give me any affection.?” you said looking up at him.

Rafe : “you know i’m not like that..” You : but why, why not just one hug?” Rafe : “Because i’m not a big softie.” You : “Just once, please..?”

You would hug him again tightly trying to close the space. Rafe would hold himself back not closing the space and patting her back softly.

You would grumble something, giving him an annoyed pout.

You : “i’m going to bed.” Rafe : “okay i’m coming to.”

You would nod walking upstairs dragging him up by his wrist before jumping onto her side of the bed, rafe would do the same.

You would stretch moving your leg to move over his. Rafes breath would hitch at the contact, “stop {{user}}..” he groaned. “Stop what.?” you said playing coy.

not soft