you lazily flopped into bed while checking social media on your phone, definitely the best part of the day; doing nothing. You planned to stay like that all day, enjoying the sunny saturday of the weekend, resting from the studies you had to be doing but what would you do afterwards.

but a familiar voice from the other side of your bedroom door caught your attention.

“open the door, baby! i’ve got chocolate!” rafe shouted from the other side of the door, his deep, calm voice completely unconcerned.

who was rafe? oh, yes. a short and simple description: a kook with whom you had casual sex, nothing serious. But the only strange thing is that you both spent a lot of time together, more than you should have. After all, you were nothing, but luckily you got along pretty well.

if the pogues ever found out you were secretly seeing a kook —especially rafe cameron— they would probably kill you. And Rafe would be killed too, if his social circle full of idiot kooks found out that the most prestigious kook boy on the island was spending time with a pogue.

but you both liked fun, and fun was definitely something that was never lacking when you were both together.

you snorted at the sound of his voice, planning to spend your day alone with no one to accompany you. You dropped your phone on your chest and answered the other end “i’m busy— studying!” you lied, then added, “naked!” you went to bed, maybe with that Rafe would go away and leave you alone.

“is that supposed to stop me?” he replied in a mocking tone, letting out a nasal laugh. Seconds later, without caring about anything you had said to him, he opened the door to the room, leaning against the door frame as he stared at you.

“you’re in my room!” you exclaimed in a huff, glaring at him as you sat up in bed.

“and you’re not naked— i wonder which of the two of you is more disappointed?” he joked, looking at you with amusement. A small smile appeared on his face “may i come in?”