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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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could you write something with rafe where he is stressed out with things from his dad, like the fights about him not taking care of the backup generators. so y/n takes care of it behind his back after he opens up about it and when ward thanks rafe for taking care of it he’s surprised but knows you had to have done it, and he’s super relieved and thankful and just some fluff please :)

Back Up Generators

Summary: A thoughtful act meant the world to Rafe and he wanted to make sure you knew how thankful he was.

Word Count: 969

Sorry this took so long to write! I hope you guys like it nonetheless.

"Hey pretty boy." You say looking up from your spot in your garden as your boyfriend, Rafe gets off of his bike and walks over to you.

"How did you do it?" He asks once he was finally standing in front of you.

You brush some hair out of your face that was sticking to the sweat on your forehead, "How'd I do what?"

"How’d you get the back up generators for us?” It was currently the day after hurricane Agatha hit and the first time Rafe has seen you since.

A small smile crosses your face as you begin to stand up from your uprooted flowers and willingly grab ahold of Rafe’s outstretched hand. “I guess you can say I worked my magic.” You saying shooting a wink to your boyfriend.

“How did you know it was me though?”

Rafe lets out a chuckle. “They were delivered just hours before the storm and you were the only one I told about how much shit I was going to be in since I didn’t order them.”

“See talking about your problems can have good outcomes.” You joke, stepping up onto your tippy toes and placing a soft kiss on Rafe’s cheek, causing the skin to turn a light shade of red. It truly meant a lot to him that you were there for him 24/7 despite all of his baggage. Not only did you have his back, but because of your caring actions he was now on good terms with his dad and a huge weight was lifted off of his shoulders. He could always count on you to save the day.

You pull away from him and kneel back down in front of your garden. Rafe looks around your yard and is quite impressed with how well of a job the cleaning crew did. They worked a lot faster to get to your house than his. In fact, it didn’t even look like there was a storm other than for your ruined flowers. As he looks around his line of vision lands on his bike, an idea popping into his mind.

“Y/N.” He says causing you to look up at him with your hand covering your eyes from the sun. “Do you want to take my bike for a spin?” He asks a smiling growing across his face at your reaction.

Instantly your eyes light up and you jump up from your position on the soft grass. “Is that even a question? Move over Cameron.” You say moving past your boyfriend and making a b-line towards his bike which was where the generator money actually went to. Ever since Rafe got it you begged him to allow you to go for a test drive, but the stubborn boy wouldn’t allow you to put his new prized possession in potential danger. Irony of it being your dad had a successful motorcycle part business, meaning you knew how to ride bikes better than Rafe.

“Keys.” You say your hand outstretched towards Rafe who walked over to you. The brunette simply laughs at your excitement and places the keys into your hand. Without wasting another second you lift your leg over and hop on, putting the keys into the ignition right away.

“Woah woah woah. Hold on tiger.” He says stopping you from speeding off. You watch as he grabs his helmet and gently places it over your head. As he does so he leans closer to you to adjust the chin strap causing your heart to race at the proximity of your boyfriend and the smell of his cologne.

“Ready?” He asks pulling away and looking down at you.”

Playfully you roll your eyes before smiling back at him. “Duh.”

Without another word Rafe turns down the visor on the helmet and with that you were off down your driveway and down your suburban street. You let out a scream of excitement causing the smile on Rafe’s face to only grow even more as he watched.

Swiftly you speed up and down the street blowing a kiss to Rafe every time you pass him which only made his heart full and love for you stronger. After a few minutes of your joy ride you make your way back to your driveway where Rafe stood watching you in amazement.

Now that you had your fun Rafe expected you to park and get off. Yet you continued to press down on the gas. Though this time you sped by your boyfriend around in circles. A boisterous laugh falls out of your mouth as you do so and Rafe’s heart skips a beat at the sound he oh so loved.

Your donuts around the boy you loved most slowly come to a stop as the world around you started to become dizzy from your fast spinning. Coming to a stop beside Rafe you kick down the kickstand and park while taking off the helmet.

However, you didn’t realize how dizzy you truly were making you sway back and forth a bit. Before you could stumble off of the bike or take it down with you Rafe quickly steady’s you, his hands flying to your waist.

You look up into his concerned blue eyes and suddenly the dizzy sensation disappeared. Quickly you glance down towards Rafe’s lips then back up towards his eyes. Although you two have been dating for a year and a half you both still felt the butterflies that erupted in both of your stomach’s the night you two first met.

Silently agreeing on what was going to happen next Rafe slowly leans in and eliminates the space between you two. The kiss was short, yet passionate and sweet. Pulling away from each other you both look at each other in mutual awe and pure amazement.

“I love you Y/N Y/L/N.”

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron angst #rafe x you #rafe outer banks #rafe obx #rafe #drew starkey #outerbanks #outerbanks rafe #outerbanks rafe cameron #outerbanks imagine

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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i am on chapter two and already am so in love with this series and the writing. i highly recommend it!!!

Just You

mini series

masterlist

synopsis: a new girl moves to obx and both JJ and Rafe set their sights on her.

preview:

Once Y/N is gone, JJ’s smile drops, and he turns back to Rafe with a menacing glare. “Look, I don’t know what your game is here, but I really like Y/N. We both know you’re not her type. So do both of us a favour and leave her alone.”

And with that, JJ was gone too. Leaving Rafe alone.

Even with all these people in his house, Rafe never felt more alone.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

#ficrecs #rafe cameron #jj maybank #rafe cameron imagine #jj maybank imagine

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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plastic plants by @pogueszn and take it back by @reawritesthings

thank you i'll check them out!!! ❤

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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my favourite pass time is reading angst fics when i’m about to get my period so i can cry like a little bitch so if anyone has good jj or rafe angst recs please let me know

#jj maybank #rafe cameron #outerbanks

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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I see I have a lot of new followers here and hi!! I also know there’s a lot of new Drew Starkey stans on this app, Twitter, TikTok, and Instagram. And I can’t even believe ima have to say this but, If you think it’s okay to be following & commenting on a celebrities parents & relatives accounts on Facebook (or any social media) and giving out their handles like it’s nothing please seek immediate help …. The way some of these new stans are completely invading drew and his families privacy is completely disgusting. Drew has said time and time again that he’s not a fan of social media and that he thinks the people who are doing these things to his friends and families are being really weird. But to all the people who are commenting on his parents facebooks and spreading their @s all over TikTok please learn how to respect peoples privacy.

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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this made my heart swell with love

i love you (coho!rafe)

the first time coho!rafe says i love you.

this has been much requested, and my cold little heart finally melted enough to come up with this.

coho!rafe x reader

enjoy!

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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can we get an amen?

y’all i HATE when people gatekeep things and all… but tiktok is really stressing me out with these new Drew simps-

i think i might be toxic

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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outer banks crack

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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the obx fandom doesn’t love pope heyward enough and it shows

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years

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in my business (part 1)

pairings: slowburn rafe cameron x reader, bit of jj x reader

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warnings: swearing, implication of drugs, Rafe is a bummer

summary: Much to his surprise, Rafe Cameron finds himself a little too interested in Y/n’s personal life after one overheard conversation.

Tanneyhill wasn’t your home - at least that’s what your parents always reminded you of - but you couldn’t resist spending most of the summer there with your best friend Sarah. Wheezie would sometimes join to watch a comedy with you or hear all the gossip around your lives, as younger siblings do.

And you had stories to tell.

Especially now that Sarah has been hanging out with John B for a while, planning to break up with Topper but never actually daring to, the drama was building up bit by bit. You weren’t saint either, hiding her fling from Topper. She hated when you referred to her favorite pogue as her sneaky link, assuring you nothing happened between them (yet?).

You couldn’t help but feel bad about keeping it a secret from Topper, you did consider him a good friend of yours. Though some of his decisions and actions were questionable, you knew that they might’ve been influenced by none other than Rafe Cameron.

Rafe was one of your closest friends too, you grew up around each other. You would hang out a lot when you were little, but then you drifted apart, Rafe preferring his «boys squad» and you making your girlfriends a priority as well.

As you grew up though, you noticed that back-and-forths was your only way of communicating with him. Despite calling him out on his shit all the time, you were never his target. Maybe somewhere deep inside he knew you were right, but he wasn’t the one to admit being wrong. Or it’s just that Rafe Cameron was stone deaf to any criticism of his behaviour or way of words.

Your relationship with Rafe worsened when he went to college. People could find it weird, if it weren’t for him messing up relationships with pretty much everyone over the past year. You could blame it on dropping out of college. The reason why you were sympathetic to him and let go of your mismatch is that he simply had too much on his plate.

But that’s what kook life is, right? Accepting people around you, good or bad. Just as long as their bank account matches yours, anyway.

This summer, when you weren’t sneaking out to the Cut to hang out with the pogues with your best friend, you would hang out with him and the kooks. Having each other around for most of your conscious life, you and Rafe were chill about one another. Besides a couple of moments here and there.

It was another day at your best friend's house. Sarah invited you to hang out (read: do nothing), as usual, and you agreed. At the moment, she was calling to order drinks and food for the party. Her throwing it was a secret from Ward, who was still at the house, about to leave for a business trip. Therefore, she was calling the delivery services from her room, leaving you alone in the backyard.

“Didn’t expect to see you there. Hope you tip well,” you heard the familiar voice.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, you thought. JJ Maybank was right in front of you, working around the yard, his hands on a lawnmower and his eyes on you. Of course, he was the one to never lose a chance to make good money, and Ward had a soft spot for the Cut kids specially.

Sarah wasn’t the only one getting to know the pogues this summer. You, in fact, had a little crush too. And a fling. And a one-night stand. And the biggest regret after it. All in the course of 48 hours.

You wouldn’t even look at him, raising your glasses off your nose a bit, looking down on your body. “I’ll think about it if you stop blocking the sun,” you said, putting your sunglasses back on and closing your eyes.

“What’s the point? You poured like half a bottle of sunscreen on you, the sun has more chances of getting Y/n’s exposure,” he said, sitting down to fix the lawnmower.

You didn’t answer, hoping the conversation would end there and you would both go on your merry way. And you promised yourself to keep it cool: you were somewhat interested in JJ, he moved on right after you slept together, as expected from a hookup. It was you who got it wrong, hurting your own feelings.

"Mama’s mad. Don’t bite my head off,” he shouldn’t have said that. At that point, there was no going back.

Rafe woke up at a usual time. His head was still spinning from the amount of alcohol he took over the past two days. Summer in the OBX was wild for both tribes. He went downstairs to get some food when he heard your voice and a voice he couldn’t recognize. The boy carefully opened a window in the kitchen without making a noise to understand what’s going on, still sleepy.

“How’s this girl, from yesterday’s party? I don’t remember her name, um...” you snapped your fingers.

“Oh, so that’s what it’s about? I slept with another girl and you’re mad?” JJ asked.

From that moment, Rafe was all ears.

“JJ, I am not your fan by any means, okay? You can sleep with whoever you want to,” you weren’t exactly lying, your crush was a little overblown by the alcohol and the adrenaline of being on the other side of the island. “That being said, it’s the timeline I have issues with. I sleep with you and hours later, I find out you sleep with someone else. Did you get a break? A good sleep?” you were sarcastic but it did the job of explaining your problem.

“It’s an ego thing then, or something?” he asked, leaving you confused. JJ Maybank met a million and one girl but still couldn’t figure them out?

“Next time you want to sleep with two girls in one night, warn me because I never signed up to be in a competition,” you said, sipping your iced coffee, which was now basically 90 percent warm water. You squinted at it, putting it back on the table.

“Sharing is caring, Y/n, girls supporting girls and all that,” he laughed and shook his head. “Quick question, would you be less mad if I slept with a guy?” JJ suggested and you zoned out for a moment, rethinking your attitude.

“Well no, that’s totally not the point,” you laughed, making JJ more comfortable.

“Now we’re smiling. Let other women, men and me be, you gatekeeper!” You both chuckled.

“We’re good, JJ, it’s just...” you paused to form a thought, “it’s just that it was a crazy night for me, you know. You don’t owe me anything, I don’t want you to think I’m crazy.” Forming a thought? Failed.

“Oh, I do think that. A good kind of crazy, though,” he replied.

JJ was smart enough to not bring up Sarah and John B into the conversation. You had an agreement to not talk about the Sarah and John B thing anywhere, the Chateau being the exception. You exchanged a couple of words with JJ, he then left you to finish working.

Rafe stood there completely shook. He never saw it coming from you of all people. You’ve never been around pogues, if anything, it was someone like Kie who had their foot in both worlds.

Y/n hanging on the Cut. Y/n and JJ Maybank. This is not a dream. Good morning, Rafe Cameron.

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The party started at about 10 pm, taking place only outside the Camerons' residence because Sarah said there was no way in hell she’d let the crowd inside her house to break the furniture and spill alcohol everywhere.

You hung out with Kelce, sitting by the drinks. You weren’t interested in speaking to anyone joining you and your already tipsy friend. You were a little drunk yourself, bored too. Sarah snuck out last minute, despite it being her idea to throw the party in the first place. That John B kid was blatantly stealing your BFF all the time.

You were getting tired of the repetitive conversations. Truthfully, you’d prefer kegger over the company of all your fellow Kook Academy attendees, Kelce being the only exception. Finally, you excused yourself and left the company. Getting out was your only wish at the moment. Was entering the house forbidden? Sure. Well, not for you.

The house was almost completely dark when you entered. You went straight into the kitchen to drink some water and recharge a little bit, all the socialization was draining your energy levels quickly.

You thought you heard some noise in the living room, but you convinced yourself it was coming from the outside. Then you heard a loud snort. Shit, here we go again, you thought. You coughed to let him know you were in the house.

The cough definitely stopped whatever he was doing in the next room. You walked toward the doorframe, leaning back on it, looking at Rafe Cameron trying to clean up the table.

“What’s up, Y/n? You don’t enjoy the party?” He leaned back on the couch, swiping his hand on his nose.

You looked blankly at the scene. It was quite dark to see anything, but you had a good idea of what was going on anyhow.

“Not sharing today?” It was a surprise he wasn’t running around trying to sell some to everyone at the party.

“Thought I’d give myself a rest today,” he knew you’d clown him for everything he would do, so he might as well play into it. “It’s a lifestyle, you wouldn’t get it.”

“Maybe you should get another hobby,” you were getting under his skin with all the judgment in your tone. You weren’t the one to shame anyone, but you had been concerned for Rafe lately.

“What would your recommendation be? Fucking around on the Cut? Shit, I’ll stick to mine.”

Touché. Rafe was mad. He got up and went to the kitchen, leaving you speechless by the comment. Only Sarah and the Pogues knew about your night with JJ, so him knowing this information threw you off for a second. You followed him to the kitchen.

“What do you mean, Rafe?” Maybe he didn’t mean it in a literal way?

“I thought your standards for dudes were higher, but Maybank is your all-time low,” he drank from the water bottle you opened before, putting it back in the fridge.

You weren’t hurt by his words. The resentment between the kook and the pogue boys started when they barely knew how to walk. What surprised you was how fast the gossip spread around.

“Down bad. How do you even know about this?” You asked, trying and failing to seem unbothered.

“Yelling about it loudly in my backyard isn't the brightest idea, and you know, you’re welcome all the time, but maybe wipe that dirt that you call a pogue on the mat before you come in.”

“Who of the less fortunate hurt you so much that you throw a tantrum every time you see one?” You sat on his kitchen counter, purple light from the party now shining on you through the window.

“No one, I prefer to do the hurting first. What did you forget on the Cut anyway? It’s weird to see someone like you macking on these weirdos,” he came closer to you.

You laughed, ignoring his question for obvious reasons. “Can I have an approved list of the contestants? I’m lost.” You took your phone from your pocket, opening the note app. “Contestant number one: Rafe Cameron. Instantly crossing him off,” you smiled.

“Damn, Y/n, what did I do?” he played along, taking the phone from you, uncrossing his name. He always played along.

“Guilty of eavesdropping, Sarah wouldn’t be a fan. Thank you, next,” you laughed.

“Cross Topper and Kelce off too, I’m not letting you hurt them, you’re a crazy lady,” he smiled and handed your phone back, your knee accidentally touching his torso.

“I wouldn’t go there though. You’re a brat,” he looked down on you, different this time. And you reciprocated the long stare, pulling him a bit closer to you. He put his hands on your waist. “Do you mind?” He asked.

“Mind what, bestie?” Rafe looked at you with a little smirk, his hair falling over his face a little. He moved even closer and pressed his lips agains yours, standing between her legs as you wrapped them around him. Rafe’s hands dropped to your thighs as yours were on his shoulders.

Loud door slam stopped whatever was going on between you two, then the lights were turned on in the entrance room. You quickly jumped off the kitchen counter, holding onto Rafe to not lose your balance. He murmured fuck to you, you motioned him to stay quiet.

“Yeah, but the hell you were all night?” That was Topper screaming.

And there she was, your best friend. Under fire for understandable reasons. “I was out with Scarlet. We went to get the wine she wanted”.

Liar. Scarlet wasn’t even friends with Sarah anymore, bold of Topper to assume you two had someone other than one another.

Sarah entered the kitchen, Topper following her. She stumbled a little bit at the sight of the figures of you and Rafe, not expecting to see anyone in the house, especially in the dark.

“Shit, didn’t hear you here,” she said and turned on the lights, visibly relieved at the fact that the conversation with Topper is now on hold.

“The hell you’re doing here? The party is outside,” Topper asked, his temper was still showing.

“Sarah, your party sucks,” Rafe said calmly, then stormed off out of the room without looking at you. Sarah only rolled her eyes at her older brother, following him with an annoyed look.

“Whatever. Y/n, you said you were going to stay the night, is it still on? Let’s make something to eat too, and preferably not go outside anymore. The party does kind of suck,” she shrugged her shoulders and went to the fridge.

“Top, are you staying? You can either help us cook or respectfully kick everyone out of the backyard because they get on my nerves,” you said, hugging your best friend Sarah from behind while she was looking for anything post-party appealing in the fridge.

That was a friend shield right there. You weren’t leaving Sarah’s side today. If he wanted to interrogate her, he would be to fight with her biggest advocate.

“Neither. I’ll go to Rafe. If he wants to scare off the crowd, we might just do that. I am so not in the mood though,” if looks could kill, Sarah would end her life right there, “but I can’t figure why. Goodnight, Y/N,” he quickly left the room.

Sarah signed loudly. “Shit, what would I even do if you weren’t there,” she hugged you back, smiling a bit because of the little date she had with her pogue boyfriend. “What were you doing there, again?”

You were questioning it too. “Drinking water to sober up a bit, Rafe was already in the house. He actually, um...” You didn’t know whether to tell her this, contemplating in your best friend’s arms.

“We had a fight with JJ about, you know... and he heard that,” Sarah’s mouth dropped. “We said nothing about you though, he has no idea, don’t worry.”

“Are you okay, bub? Do you like... like JJ or...?”

“I’m okay. I’m not in love, it’s not even a crush at this point. We made up today, we're good. It, in fact, might be an ego thing at the end of the day,” you replied with JJ's words and Sarah smiled at you.

“Girl, I can feed your ego! Everyone, here is the coolest chick in the OBX!” She exclaimed, and her voice echoed in a quiet house. You bet Topper and Rafe had heard that.

You were thinking about what would have happened if they didn’t interrupt you and Rafe for the rest of the night. The past week of going out with new people alone seemed a bit too much, but that right there was a cherry on top of things to overthink. Would you have stopped right there, laughing it off? Would he stop?

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a/n: thank you for reading! i haven't written anything in such a long time (and it's my first time writing in english), i hope you enjoyed in as much as i did. i also have ~3-4 chapters done, so let me know what you think :)

Part 2

#fic rec #rafe cameron #this is so good

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jeff wittek imagine where the reader and jeff go on vacation together like to vegas or miami???

Holiday

Summary: Throughout your mini holiday in Miami with your boyfriend Jeff, he realizes just how special you and your relationship are.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warning: Tooth rotting fluff, mention of alcoholism and Jeff’s accident

A/N This is also inspired by KSI’s song Holiday!

I wanna wake up every mornin', feelin' better 'Cause I know you're sleeping by my side And every moment we're together I remember just to keep it all for you and I

Jeff’s brown eyes slowly open, being awoken by a crying baby that was a few rows behind you two. He lets out a yawn before looking over at you who were fast asleep on his shoulder.

Something that not a lot of people knew was that Jeff hated flying despite being a certified skydiver. Ever since he was younger he was never a fan of flying, only now he was a bit more comfortable with it due to his experience skydiving. Nevertheless his initial nerves after waking up quickly wash away just from being in your presence.

Wanting to capture this seemingly perfect moment, Jeff slowly grabs his phone out of his pocket without disturbing you and takes a quick picture. As he analyzes the picture his heart swells at how at peace and comfortable you looked sleeping on him and in one of his sweaters. The two of you were extremely tired from catching a red eye flight to Miami so no wonder why you both fell asleep.

Saving the picture Jeff puts his phone away and slowly opens the blind of your window seat. The rising sun shines into your row, the rays illuminating your face making your features and long lashes more prominent. The purpose of the trip to Miami was to watch the Logan Paul vs Floyd Mayweather fight. In fact you were ecstatic when Jeff told you he got you guys tickets to the event since you grew up watching boxing with your family and you were a huge fan of Mayweather. With that being said you had no idea how close the tickets Jeff got were to the ring.

Jeff’s breath hitches as he admires you. He was so in love with you and was so excited to see your reaction to being ringside. As Jeff softly moves some stray hairs out of your face he realizes everything he does is for the benefit for not only you, but your relationship as well. It was you two against the world.

I see that body in the sunlight Feelin' the heat and it feels right I wanna do this for the rest of my life

“I know you guys are dating and all, but you seriously need to stop staring before you sink the boat with your drool.” Mike Maijlak says walking over to Jeff’s side and handing him a La Croix.

Jeff booked your mini holiday to last a few days before and after the fight which gave you guys the opportunity to explore Miami and let lose. With that being said neither of you were going to turn down Mike’s invite to join him on a yacht to party. So there you were talking and dancing with some girls you knew from LA while sipping on a La Croix.

Jeff lets out a laugh while opening one of his favourite drinks. “I can’t help it man, just look at her.” He says taking a sip of the bubbly liquid while continuing to admire you from afar.

The Miami sun that shined onto your skin paired with your infectious laugh, seemingly gave you a golden glow that made you standout. Not only that, but the bikini that you were wearing flattered your body type so well.

After feeling as if someone was staring at you for the past few minutes you finally turn and look around the boat to find the owner of the eyes that were on you. Quickly your eyes find Jeff’s brown ones and you realize it was just Jeff staring at you the whole time, causing heat to wash over your body at his gaze.

You shoot him a smirk and wink in return before turning back around to continue your conversation. A smirk of his own falls upon Jeff’s face as you do so, along with a light shade of pink on his cheeks.

“You’re so whipped.” Mike laughs shaking his head, finally speaking up after watching the whole interaction.

“Well I wanna be whipped for her for the rest of my life then.” Jeff says without realizing how big of a statement that was while his eyes remained on your beautiful figure.

Oh, I know, I know, you know the vibe I wanna stay with you every night You and me underneath the lights I'm always good when you're by my side I know, you know you're on my mind You really make me come alive I wanna be here for the rest of my life

“Jeff look at my hands I’m literally shaking I can’t believe we’re this close!” You exclaim while glancing between your boyfriend and the boxing ring in front of you.

“Only the best for you doll.” He says sending you a wink while laughing. For the past hour and a half as you two watched the undercards you continued to gush about your seats making Jeff happy to see you happy.

Without wasting another second you roughly grab Jeff by his green shirt and pull him in for a passionate kiss. Just before the brunette could immerse himself into it fully you pull away. Some of your lipstick was smudged and Jeff knew without a doubt he had some on his lips, but he didn’t care. In that moment it truly seemed as if you two were the only ones there under the rings bright lights and in an arena full of screaming fans while you two stared into each others eyes lovingly.

Your attention on your boyfriend is torn away when the already loud arena becomes even louder as Mayweather starts to walk out. Quickly you start to cheer for your favourite boxer while jumping up and down and clapping excitedly. Jeff glances between you and the boxing legend before his gaze finally lands on you.

You look over at your boyfriend with a smile that was from ear to ear. “It’s Floyd fucking Mayweather!” You exclaim pointing over to the undefeated boxer entering the ring.

A smile washes over Jeff’s face as he laughs at your excitement. You truly resembled a child in a toy store. Seeing your excitement only made Jeff more excited, causing him to join in on cheering for Mayweather despite being friends with Logan.

There was no one else Jeff would rather be with to witness the fight and this thought only made him realize he wants to be by your side for the rest of his life.

Looking for sun rays, needin' them good days Fly me away-away, you're my holiday Cool like the ocean, lost in emotion Fly me away-away, you're my holiday Whenever you're here it's a good time Strawberry shirts in the sunshine Ice-cold drinks 'til the moonlight You're my holiday Whenever you're here it's a good time Strawberry shirts in the sunshine Ice-cold drinks 'til the moonlight You're my holiday

The next few days after the fight was a whirlwind, but in a good way. Despite having a good time underneath the Miami sun and it’s nightlife Jeff wouldn’t be having as good of a time if you weren’t there. You truly made the trip for him, making the sunny days that were good for his mental health even better and the dreary days full of life from your infectious positivity and smile.

You let out a loud laugh as you and Jeff wrap your arms around each others, mimicking a toast before brining your drink to your lips while your boyfriend did the same. At the same time you two sip at your virgin drinks while maintaining eye contact with each other in the close position. You gulp down the rest of your cold drink despite it being alcohol free before untangling your arm with Jeff’s and ordering another at the outside bar.

Over the past four years of knowing Jeff the two of you created a special connection that no one in your friend group had with each other. And that was being sober. Jeff turned to alcohol after his break up with his ex girlfriend while you on the other hand turned to it to deal with the death of your mom. To say you were there for each other was an understatement. When the temptation to drink was too much Jeff would call you up and the two of you would go on late night hikes and talk about everything and anything, and vice versa for you. There was always a mutual pining for one another, but neither of you acted on it due to how broken you both were at the time. However, as the years went by your feelings only intensified along with Jeff’s. Though it wasn’t until a few months after Jeff’s accident when he took a leap of faith and finally confessed his feelings to you after realizing how short life truly was.

Jeff places his glass on the bar as well, placing his hand on the small of your back while looking around the crowded club that was partly inside and partly outside. Once you get a refill of your drink you turn around sipping on the paper straw, your back leaning against the bar causing Jeff to redirect his attention back to you.

“You look beautiful.” He says looking down at you in his arms.

Heat washes over your face and Jeff’s smile widens at how flustered you still got after all this time together. He loved showering you in words of affirmation and he meant every thing he said to you. Although, you always look beautiful the way the moonlight reflected off of your skin made you look angelic. It was a great contrast to you earlier in the day at the beach wearing a strawberry printed bikini that made Jeff feel a certain way.

“Thank you baby you don’t look too bad yourself.” You say placing a soft peck on Jeff’s lips before pulling him towards the dance floor.

I wanna stay up 'til the mornin' with you talkin' Just to listen to the things you say And every time we're in the middle of the city I imagine us so far away

The two of you sat down in a booth with Mike Majilak and Logan Paul at a random Denny’s that was in between your hotel and the club you four were previously partying at. By now the jet lag and the numerous activities you and Jeff participated in was starting to catch up to you. However, that wasn’t apparent to anyone other than Jeff as you talked the boys ears off while eating.

“We’ll see you guys later! And once again Y/N text me when you’re free to film an episode of ImPaulsive.” Logan says as him and Mike get out of the booth, placing money on the table and getting ready to leave the restaurant.

“Of course!” You exclaim before picking up your lemonade and drinking what was left. Jeff bids his goodbyes to the two influencers and once they leave you quickly rest your head on his broad shoulder, letting out a loud sigh.

“You okay doll?” Jeff asks placing his hand on your thigh.

“Yea just tired.” You say kissing his neck and placing your hand on his cheek. Similar to Jeff you were able to pick up on the energy of situations and that affected how you acted. So once Mike and Logan left you felt as if you could finally wind down from their partying aura.

A comforting silence falls upon you two and your eyes slowly flutter close as the rising sun shines in through the Denny’s windows. As cliche as it sounded Jeff felt as if it was only you two in the quiet breakfast place. The brunette rests his head against yours and his eyes follows your lead by shutting close.

The two of you remain in this position for a few minutes, cherishing not only the first quiet moment of the trip, but also the little moments you two shared.

Ooh, ooh Ooh, you're my holiday

Scratching at his eyes and stretching Jeff slowly and quietly gets out of bed, the sun filtering in through the hotels curtains and onto your sleeping body. You looked so peaceful and he didn’t want to disturb that. Once you guys returned to your hotel room from a night out partying and a very early breakfast at Denny’s the two of you instantly fell asleep.

Jeff glances at the analogue clock on the bedside table which read 2:34pm before he slips on a pair of pants and a t-shirt. Making sure to not wake you Jeff grabs his phone, wallet and room key then quietly leaves your shared room. However, before he leaves he makes sure to place a gentle kiss on your forehead and whisper to you how much he loves you.

Throughout the trip he was constantly reminded of how much he loved you. You helped him through some of the darkest times in his life and after all this time of knowing and being together Jeff finally knew what he had to do.

Remembering a shop that was a few buildings away from your hotel, Jeff quickly walks over to it wanting to be back before you woke up. The Staten Island native hands become clammy as he approaches the store, his tough guy persona seemingly crashing down with every step he took.

The bell above the shops door dings as Jeff walks in causing a sales representative to walk over to him with a welcoming smile.

“Good afternoon how can I help you?” She asks. Jeff takes a look around the quaint shop and all of the glass casings before redirecting his attention back to the worker.

“Hi uh yea, I was wondering if you guys have any engagement rings?”

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