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rafesveryrealgf · 1 year

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Lavender Sunflower - Inseparable pt.2

a/n: a couple of people asked for a part 2 to Inseparable … sooo yk I had to deliver!! This is short but anyway.. I wanted a happy ending this time

Warnings: none I think!! Just a little bit of fluff

“Rafe.. he’ll be okay.”

You placed a reassuring hand to his thigh as he drove away from Topper’s house.

He nodded, keeping one hand on the steering wheel as his other arm rested against the car door, refusing to make eye contact with you, knowing he’d break down if he did.

Rafe had a soft spot for two things — that was it. You being one and the other being his babies. He hated seeing Nathan like that, and he felt bad for leaving his best friend and girlfriend to deal with it. You and Rafe both knew they didn’t mind it but Rafe didn’t care. He still felt like shit leaving his son.

“Yeah,” he replied softly.

Although he knew he was a better father than his dad ever was to him, he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering — Wondering if maybe he was a shitty dad for not talking to his son longer than he did, for not attempting to soothe Nathan’s mind a little bit more before leaving. Or maybe even just holding him in his arms for a few more minutes just so Nathan knew Rafe truly didn’t want to leave him, just as much as he didn’t want Rafe to leave.

You reframed from replying, you just patted his thigh and gave it a tiny reassuring squeeze to silently let him know he can talk to you when he’s ready.

The doctors appointment went by smoothly, not many questions were asked considering it was your third pregnancy — you felt like a pro at this point.

And on the way to Topper’s house — to pick up the boys, you thought about Nathan and how he probably got over his tantrum fairly quickly after you both left. You could tell Rafe wasn’t thinking the same though.

“We should take the boys to do something later, the park, maybe?” You suggested, hoping Rafe would finally talk in full sentences now that he’s had time to ease his mind a little.

He was quickly pulled out of his thoughts by your suggestion. “Uh, yeah.” He replied. “We should probably get Nathan some ice cream too for the inconvenience.” He joked.

You laughed at that and nodded, but didn’t say anything, you were just happy that he seemed to have stopped beating himself up so much.

He briefly looked away from the road and onto you, taking in your beautiful, pregnant figure — he gave you a slight grin before speaking again. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” He placed his hand on your inner thigh, now looking back at the road.

“You’re so random,” You laughed at his spontaneous words. “..But thank you, baby.” Your arm was now extended as you slowly slid your hand up his arm, eventually reaching around to the back of his neck.

Rafe soon pulled into Topper’s driveway and began to walk around the car to let you out of the passenger seat. You couldn’t lie, you felt a bit rushed, but you knew he was just happy to get inside — curious to see if his son had forgotten all about his meltdown.

Neither of you cared to knock this time, knowing Topper nor Alex cared.

As soon as you made your way inside, there sat Nathan, on the floor, playing with Kai — whilst Alex and Topper sat on the couch, watching them play. Nathan immediately turned his attention over to the front door. His face lit up when he saw you and Rafe — jumping instantly to his feet to run over to you both.

Rafe extended his arms out to his son and bent down, with a big toothy smile. “Hi, buddy. Missed you so much while we were gone.”

Alex and Topper watched from the couch with smiles on their faces. Nathan’s arms wrapped around Rafe’s neck as Rafe’s arms wrapped around Nathan’s waist, lifting him up. “I missed you, daddy.” He rested his head on Rafe’s shoulder.

“Hey! what about me?” You frowned, jokingly, placing your hands on your hips.

He lifted his head up and gave a big grin. “Missed you too, mommy.” He then extended his arms out towards you, taking you a little by surprise, but you instantly pulled him into a hug once Rafe let go of him and made his way over to his other son.

Kai was in his own little world, not caring much about what was going on around him, as per usual.

“We gave Nathan a little talk, yeah?” Topper said with a grin across his face as he stood from the couch and made his way over to you.

Nathan nodded quickly against the crook of your neck. “Uh-huh.” He replied.

Alex finally stood up a few seconds after and began walking towards you and Topper. “Well.. what did we talk about, Nate?”

Rafe was now in Kai’s world, sitting on the living room floor, playing with him — not listening to the conversation going on by the front door.

He removed his head from your neck to look at you before speaking. “That I should be nicer…because…you go through a lot with…” he was struggling to remember the entire conversation so he attempted to stick with the main point. “…The baby…and that I shouldn’t give daddy a hard time when he leaves,”

You looked over to Topper and Alex, silently thanking them for what they had done.

You rubbed Nathan’s back with a small smile, trying to hold back tears. “I love you, buddy.”

If you had said any more to him, the waterworks would have came flooding due to your hormones, so you stuck with those four words.

Rafe finally acknowledged the conversation, picking up Kai and making his way over to everyone. “What’s up?”

“You just missed the cutest thing ever, that’s what’s up.” You reframed from telling him everything, wanting to wait until you got back in the car so you could both talk to Nathan some more about it.

When you and Rafe were on your way out you thanked Alex and Topper once more. They truly had no idea how thankful you were they talked to Nathan. Truthfully if they hadn’t, no one would’ve. Rafe would never admit it, but his biggest fear was becoming his father so leaving the disciplining to you was something he did quite a bit. You loved Rafe for not being anything like his dad, but it came with a downside too. You couldn’t fully blame him for the way he was, but you already planned on having a talk about it when you both got home.

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rafeandonlyrafe · 1 month

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easter day

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warnings: 18+ only, smut, dad!rafe, mom!reader, fluffy and cute, talk of pregnancy, p in v sex

“when are they getting here?” rafe questions, hands on your hips, leaning over your shoulder to look at the counter where you're finishing frosting the sugar cookies with various pastel colors.

“uhh…” you glance at the clock. “any minute now.” you set down the piping bag as you finish the last detail and turn to look at rafe, changing your voice to a whisper. “are all the eggs hidden?”

“yup.” he nods. “and i already told harper that the small blue ones are for her brother so to let him get the easy ones. the easter bunny told me specifically.”

“smart.” you chuckle, letting rafe pull you in and press your lips together.

“i do just have one complaint.” rafe says, hands moving from your hips to grip your bum.

“and what would that be?” you look at your husband, one eyebrow raised.

“this dress.” rafe shakes his head. “you look too good in it, you're practically begging me to put a third kid in you.”

“not until elijah is two, remember?” you remind rafe.

“he's 18 months, that's practically two!” rafe lies through his teeth, his grin turning mischievous, knowing just how big of a difference six months can make in a baby's development.

“ill tell you what…” you run your hands up rafes chest. “why don't we sneak away when my parents get here? you know they act like we don't exist anyways.”

you can't blame them, harper just turned 5 and is a handful, which is only added to by elijah. while he's an angel, he's still a toddler and will get into anything and everything if you turn your back for even a minute.

“sounds perfect.” rafe gives you another kiss as harper runs into the kitchen, elijah still distracted in the corner in his bouncer.

“mommy!” she squeals, launching herself at you. you pick her up and easily turn her so she's on your hip. “mommy, mommy.” she continues. “the easter bunny came! i saw eggs in the backyard!”

“oh, yay!” you bounce her slightly as elijah giggles, reacting to harper's excitement. rafe heads to the bouncer and lifts him out.

“and look, mama made cookies.” you show her the frosted sugar cookie eggs and baby chicks. “and i left a couple unfrosted for you to do with grandma and grandpa!”

harper lets out another squeal and wiggles excitedly. “elijah, gammy and gamps are coming over!”

rafe chuckles at her mispronunciation. it started when she was first learning to talk and their names haven't changed since, even elijah calling them their nicknames.

there's a knock at the door and harper wiggles out of your arms to run towards the front, quickly followed by you and rafe, who unabashedly checks you out as harper opens the door to your parents.

“harper!” your mom steps in, wrapping her in a big hug, completing it with pressing kisses all over her face.

“and there's my little man.” your dad takes elijah from rafes arms, whose happy to give him up, itching to get that alone time with you.

you quickly usher your parents in, showing them the unfrosted cookies and other activities to keep your kids attention.

“rafe and i are gonna go finish their easter baskets.” in truth you've had their baskets finished for a week now, but there's no reason for them to know that.

“okay, that's fine dear.” your mom says, barely glancing to you as harper grabs a butter knife covered in pink frosting.

you grab your husband's hand, and he practically sprints up the stairs, pulling you right along with him into your bedroom.

“god, you knew this would happen didn't you?” rafe questions, hands gripping at your dress, pulling it up as he backs you up towards your bed, keeping the door slightly cracked so you can hear if anyone comes up the stairs. “you know i can't resist this dress.”

you keep your sundresses at the front of your closet, wearing them whenever you find a reason to, purely because of how rafe reacts to them.

“stop talking and hurry up.” you chastise rafe, fingers swiftly undoing the buttons of his crisp shirt until your hands can delve in and feel his muscles.

“yes, ma’am.” rafe smirks, lowering you onto the bed as his lips find yours again, fingers coming to your underwear to feel the wet spot that has started to form. his fingers swipe over the material until you’re moaning quietly, eyes shut.

“god, need to get inside you.” rafe groans, standing to undo his shorts and grab a condom from the nightstand as you take your underwear off, tossing them in the general direction of your hamper.

you use the moment of silence to listen, seeing if you can hear anything coming from downstairs, but all seems to be calm as rafe pulls your hips to the edge of the bed, lining up his cock with your entrance.

rafe sinks in slowly with a low groan as you gasp, gripping the bed sheets. its been far too long since you’ve been able to have a moment alone like this.

“so good, mama.” rafe wraps your legs around his hips as he begins to move, thrusting in and out of you, thumb already rubbing over your clit, knowing you both need to cum and get downstairs as soon as possible.

“yeah, feels good.” you whine, covering your mouth with your palm as you let out noises, rafe always able to get the sounds out of you even when you should be quiet.

rafe moves faster, cock pushing at your walls, stretching you open for his length.

“shit.” rafe groans. “we need to convince your parents or aunt wheezie to take them for a weekend.”

“mmm, that’s exactly what we need.” you nod. you know that you’d probably end up pregnant again if you had an uninterrupted weekend with rafe, you already feel the urge to reach down and pull the condom off of him, but the thought of dealing with elijah at his current age while pregnant has your mind clearing quickly.

“or we can start sending elijah to daycare once a week.” rafe says, glad that the conversation is helping quell his orgasm somewhat, not wanting to burst inside of you too early.

“fuck, whatever it takes to get more of this.” you push at rafes stomach. he takes a step back as you flip over on the bed, toes touching the floor as you turn onto your stomach.

“god, i wanna marry you all over again.” rafe pushes quickly back insides, thrusts now speeding up as his hands grip your ass, squeezing it and watching the way it jiggles with every thrust.

you push your hand below your body to touch your clit, rubbing it in pace with rafes cock pushing inside of you, pressing your face into the mattress to drown out your noises.

“gonna cum, baby.” rafe warns, cock swelling inside of you before hes releasing with one more deep thrust, triggering your own orgasm as your body shakes.

rafe pulls out, flipping your dress back down over your ass just in case someone sneaks upstairs as he discards of the condom and redresses before heading back to you, helping you turn over to sit on the edge of the bed.

“i love you.” rafe coos, pressing kisses to the top of your head as you lean against him.

“i love you too.” you take his hand in his. “and we should get back downstairs before they get suspicious.”

“absolutely.” rafe nods, following you out the bedroom and down the stairs, leaning in to whisper in your ear when he sees everyone is still occupied with frosting cookies, a smear of orange frosting across harpers nose. “and don’t think i forgot that you aren’t wearing panties anymore.”

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cute-sucker · 10 days

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note: thank you @.princessbrunette for creating boxer!rafe !!

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you clutched the pregnancy test, clammy hands shaking as you felt more scared than ever. rafe was still in his match, and you- you were forbidden from coming to his matches. the last time you came his opponent had made a pass at you after rafe brutally beat him.

the guy plummeted to the ground before he could utter another word, and rafe decided that enough was enough. so he sat you down, in your little cameo shorts and baby white tee. your thick lashes battered as he tried to come out the truth. the two of you were in the completely vacant locker room.

"listen, kid, i don't think you should come to my matches anymore," he said gently, as you gripped his arm. you had a sweet expression on your face before you heard what he had said - quickly wilting as you frowned at him. before you could open your mouth he had already cupped your face as softly as he could.

his hands were rough and warm on your face, you could smell the brutality on them, yet you felt yourself at ease in his embrace. you could never admit it - but rafe had some control over you that you could never explain.

"i know you're going to say it's your calling," he quipped, leaning in closer. his hot breath fanned your neck, as his mouth nipped at your cheek, "but baby i don't think this place is good for you." you felt yourself unwind and opened your mouth to blubber something.

you finally gasped out, "but i wanna see you!"

he groaned, steady hand moving down to your waist. there was an amused expression on his face, but he stayed firm.

"rafe? please."

"no."

that was it. so you got another job, and later on, rafe told you to stay at tanyhill with him. you were overjoyed that you would get to see him more and that he was being so gracious. all the girls in the ring had told you he was a playboy and nothing more than that. and you would never tell rafe but it was nice not being a ring girl. sure it was a way to get money fast, but your thighs ached from the amount of times you shined and plucked them.

but it wasn't just that. it was also the dark humid lights that dawned upon you, and trotting while people eyed you like a piece of meat. and now, you felt free, and while rafe would never understand why you chose it - you were a waitress.

the owner, delany liked you, so she didn't give you a hard time about anything. it was a cafe where time seemed to slow and it was as if nothing could go wrong. you got up early in the morning, giving rafe a goodbye kiss while he was in bed as he groaned about you leaving so early. you took life at strides. things were great.

but here it was. a sign that maybe everything was going to go to shit. be fine. your heartbeat quickened and you could barely breath - that was when you knew it was going to be bad. you could barely imagine yourself pregnant.

how old were you? 25? yeah, that was too young and quite frankly did rafe even want a baby? sure he mentioned it sometimes, when you went to baby showers and cooed a baby clothes. but would he-? it was another mouth to feed and god you didn't know if you could support that. rafe, sure, but if he left you? and it was an actual human being to love.

finally, you found yourself rushing out of the bathroom. you had to tell him now, as your heart was on fire, and your hands were stinging. quickly you gathered your stuff and headed over to delany.

"i have to go."

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the ring was the same as usual. the same musty smell, and that feeling of everything being possible. you weren't recognised - though you did see a couple of familiar faces in the crowd. but you weren't here to chit-chat.

urgency drummed through your veins as you found rafe. 12:35. it was almost time for his first match, and you couldn't dump on him like that. no, you really could there was this feeling. this feeling that ran through you like wildfire as you stumbled to him.

he looked good, better than good, but he looked alarmed as you twisted yourself around his body.

"hey, hey kid," he laughed at you furiously hugging his middle, "i love that you're here but i told you about visiting me, didn't i? we had this conversation-" he was stopped right there as you kissed him, cupping his face. he was out of breath, pupils dilated when it finally set in.

maybe he saw the way you sweet doe eyes were welling up with tears, or the way you swayed in his arms as if he let you go you could crumble, or the way you were trying to mouth words, but nothing was coming out of your mouth. he furiously swore under his breath, and pulled you along with him - you followed like a puppy.

the dim lights of the corner he had pulled you in soothed your state. no longer did your skin ich, but your head still pounded. rafe looked down at you with a worried expression, as he rubbed your back. you were still holding on to him, wide-eyed.

"hey?" he snapped his fingers, "can't be doing that here. not right now. what's wrong?" he asked harshly, and you shook your head, completely nonverbal. he raised a hand through his buzzed hair, concern evident in his eyes. whenever you got like this- which was never he had to remind himself to be gentle.

finally, he dropped himself, voice quiet. he didn't care if people saw him like this- all vulnerable. "sweets are you okay?" he probed again. finally with trembling hands, you reached out into your bag to get the pregnancy test- and broke into tears. the two double lines spread fear throughout his heart.

rafe had changed. that was a fact, he no longer was plagued by his fathers words as much as before. but could he be a father? suddenly he looked down at you, wispy lashes wet, and doe eyes pleading. suddenly, he felt something blossom in his heart. he imagined you running around in tannyhil, round with his kid. you would be wearing a pretty sun dress, as laughter rang through you.

finally, he closed his eyes, "it's gonna be okay."

you seemed to take that as a bad sign, gasping out muffled words, "no, rafe, i didn't know what was going to happen, please-" your hand reached out for his, hoping that things were going to be okay.

rafe was still looking at the test, as he closed and opened his mouth before shaking his hand, "we're gonna get married, all right? yeah, and i want you to stay here with me. 'cause i need you here." he said tapping your head. there was a watery smile on your face, as you jumped into his arms.

he held you tightly, and you sniffed. before letting go of him to look into his eyes. it was at that moment that you realised how much he loved you. when he's staring at you like you are his world, and his steel eyes are soft. when his eyes are welling up with tears.

"just really happy and shit," he chuckled, "i can't believe this," he murmured out before pressing his lips on yours. finally, he pulled apart from you, still gazing into your eyes.

"you should go," you found yourself whispering out "it's time for your match." yet your hand found a deathly hold on him.

you saw him smile, and give you a peck on the lips, "want you to watch, 'kay? i'm fighting this match for you," and then his hands travelled down to your stomach, "you and baby."

dazed you watched him step up into the ring and sighed. if this was love, you'd fight for it any day.

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rafeschicana · 18 days

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dad!rafe x mom!reader

“c’mon princess say it da-da” rafe cooed holding ari up in the air as he lay out on the living room floor. recently ari began to babble more than usual. rafe swore she was days away from saying dada. “babe careful she might spit up she just had a bottle” ari let out a loud squeal as rafe brought her back down onto his chest. “shit your right” you laughed sitting on the couch popcorn bowl in your arms. ari lay relaxed against her father's chest, chubby cheeks pressed into his shirt.

“ah ah no baby gotta say it for me don't think i forgot” rafe tickled under her neck. witnessing rafe in full daddy mode made your insides turn sweet. almost as if you were falling in love with him all over again. “she's gonna say mommy first right baby?” you teased knowing fully that probably wasn't going to be the case. ari loved you bunches, of course you were her mama. but she was a daddy’s girl through and through. “ohhh you hear that ari? your mama thinks she's so funny hmm” rafe dramatically spoke to ari who was now playing with the gold chain on rafe’s neck.

“i think we should go attack her with some kissies? what you think baby?” ari beamed letting out babbles as if she answered his question. quickly shifting forward, ari in his arms joining you on the couch. other arm wrapping around your waist, face in your neck as he smothered you with kisses. Ari flapping her arms as she let out loud giggles at her parent's antics. leaving one last kiss on your lips he moved on to ari. “what are you laughing at baby?” rafe booped her nose.

“you gonna talk ari girl?” you playfully gasped. ari’s eyes go wide getting excited at you and rafe’s enthusiasm. for a couple of minutes, it was all babbling, squeals and gurgling. both you and rafe followed with ohhs and ahhs as if you were truly holding a conversation with your 7-month-old.

“Ddd-mmm” rafe stood up ari in his arms. “what did you say baby?” you followed behind him holding onto his hand. “dah-mmm-dah” ari mumbled little hand coming up to touch his face. “oh my god oh my god you said it ari” jumping in place before squeezing those chubby cheeks of hers. “rafe aww babe” you pouted eyes filling with tears when you noticed his own do the same. “fuck i love you girls so much this is crazy.” he placed a kiss onto both of his girl's foreheads. “we love you” you whispered “best husband, best daddy ever” pulling him into a deep kiss.

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ribbonprincess · 30 days

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Dad!Rafe

giving the baby a bracelet with their name on it immediately after they're out of the womb,tries his best to spend time with them and to not lose his temper,was made to be a girl dad,talks to the bump from the moment he finds out you're pregnant,refers to the baby as squirt or peanut(depends on his mood)

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mariespen · 3 months

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dad!rafe cameron x mom!reader ₊✩ˎˊ˗ summary: your eldest daughter, Ellie, gets into a fight at school. warnings: mention of slight injury

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You checked the time on the kitchen clock, looking over your shoulder and making sure that you were on schedule. You needed to leave to pick up your two kids from school by 3:25 to avoid traffic. You wanted to go shopping before picking them up because your oldest, Ellie, needed some new winter clothes. No one told you that picking up your kids would need this much planning, even after your husband insisted on sending them to a prestigious private school.

Speaking of your husband, at 1:15 he pulled into the garage. You rolled your eyes, only half annoyed.

“Hi, baby.” He said with a smile, walking into the house with his dress clothes, straight from work.

“Late lunch?” You asked as he came up to you, holding your hips and pulling you closer to him.

“Just left early.” He said, grinning and kissing you gently.

“Rafe..” You said, kissing him back.

Your husband, Rafe Cameron, was the CEO of Cameron Enterprises, so he was pretty lenient with his duties. The surprise visits had gotten more common after he hired a new assistant, which freed him up time to be with his wife and two girls.

His body towered over you as he kissed your neck and down to your shoulder, his hands moving to grab your ass.

“So perfect..” He mumbled the compliment, burying his head in the crook of your neck.

“Baby.. I gotta get to the shops. Ellie needs a new coat.” You said, pulling away and looking up at him with a sad smile.

“I’ll go with you.” He announced, setting his briefcase and coat down on the kitchen island before walking to the door.

You giggled, grabbing your purse and the keys to your white Porsche SUV. Rafe waited for you at the door, smiling and holding it open for you as you walked out. He gave you a look as you got into the driver's seat, hesitantly sliding into the passenger’s seat beside you. You rolled your eyes playfully and started the car, driving off.

About 15 minutes later, you turned into a small outlet mall. Putting the car into park, the two of you got out. He started to walk to the more designer stores and you rolled your eyes.

“Rafe, she’s 11. The last thing she needs is designer.” You said with a giggle, pulling his arm to an Urban Outfitters. Rafe looked at you, a confused frown on his face as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. After picking out a nice coat to keep her warm enough, the two of you started to walk back to the car. You looked around, seeing a small cafe and looking at Rafe with doe eyes. He looked at you expectantly, smiling at your face.

“Rafe can we-“ You started, interrupted by Rafe intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Of course, m’lady.” He said, smiling and kissing the top of your head as the two of you walked.

Your phone rang from your purse and you stopped, confused. Your personal phone doesn’t normally ring unless it was Rafe or your girls and your face knitted with concern as you rummaged for it. After pulling it out, you saw that it was the school. You frowned, looking back at Rafe’s equally confused expression.

“One second..” You mumbled, picking it up.

Your eyes shot up when the administrator requested your presence at the school office.

“Why? What happened?” You asked and Rafe leaned down, trying to hear as much of the conversation that he could through your phone.

“Ellie had an.. incident with a boy in her grade.” The woman on the phone said cautiously.

“Is she okay? What happened?” You repeated, worry and anxiety growing in your chest for your eldest daughter.

“Mrs. Cameron, Ellie got into a physical altercation with another boy in her class.” Rafe looked at you with an equal, but more subtle, amount of worry.

“I’ll be right there, thank you.” You said quietly, hanging up the phone.

“What? What happened?” Rafe asked and you turned around, heading away from the cafe and back to the car with him close on your heels.

“Ellie got into a fight, they want us there.” You said, your breathing picking up.

Rafe held your hand, trying to sooth your incoming panic. He was still a bit confused, but he took the keys from you and opened the passenger side door, insisting that he would drive the two of you back.

“What did they say?” He asked, his eyes flicking back from you to the road every so often.

“She got into a ‘physical altercation with a boy in her grade.’” You said, quoting it directly with a lightly mocking tone.

Rafe’s face was still serious, but his facade was cracking with his concern for Ellie.

The two of you pulled up to the school about an hour before the final bell would ring. Rafe walked in first, storming into the office, preparing to demand answers. His face dropped when he saw his precious girl with a bloody nose and blossoming black eye. Your gaze followed his and you gasped, beating him to Ellie.

“Baby what happened?” You asked, touching her eye gently as she winced.

“Who did this, Ellie?” Rafe’s booming voice asked from behind you, his expression deep with anger.

You watched your daughter’s eyes glare across the room. You turned, seeing a young boy with an ice pack to his head, his condition significantly worse than hers. You looked at her, eyes wide. Rafe sprung up, demanding answers right as the woman you spoke to on the phone came out of the principal’s office.

“Right this way, Mr. and Mrs. Cameron.” She said, showing you to the principal’s office. You left a quick kiss on Ellie’s cheek before walking behind Rafe and entering the small room.

“Thank you for coming, Mr. and Mrs. Cameron.” The principal said, his face pale at the sight of your husband’s outrage.

“What the fuck happened?” Rafe asked, nearly yelling. You put a warning hand on his knee, silently telling him to take it down a notch. Naturally, he eyed you with a quiet ‘no.’

“According to the witnesses, Ellie started a fight with a young boy in her class during lunch.” The principal said with a sigh, shuffling a few pages of paperwork to the top of a stack.

“That can’t be the full story.” You said, leaning forward, as if to urge him on.

“That’s the part that I need to look at. Unfortunately, there are some severe consequences for this-“ You rolled your eyes, listening to him talk before Rafe got up suddenly, leaving the office.

You started to hesitantly stand up after him, sitting back down and trying to stay calm. You watched the door as it opened again, Rafe walking back in with Ellie’s hand in his.

“Let’s hear the full story.” Rafe said, gesturing for Ellie to sit in the seat that he was in previously as he resumed a stance at the door of the closed office.

You looked at your daughter, putting a gentle hand on her leg as you waited for her to start explaining. Her gaze met the principal’s, staring him down.

“Gabe said that my mom was a gold digger and that she doesn’t really love my dad.” Ellie said, her little voice raising as she continued, “And I told him to shut up and he said ‘do something about it.’ So I did.” She finished with her arms crossed.

God, she had so much of Rafe’s attitude that it almost made you wince.

You were astonished, your mouth wide. Rafe was quiet at the door and you didn’t make eye contact with him, not wanting to see how this would turn out.

“What?” You asked her, looking at Ellie and then the principal, “Did she tell you this?”

“I did!” Ellie interrupted and you gave her a knowing look and she slumped back into her chair.

You heard Rafe moving closer to the desk and you looked up at him as he stood behind you. His face was red with anger as he looked at the principal.

“What consequences will you have for him, huh?” He asked, his stance intimidating as the principal collected himself while Rafe kept going, “My kid got beat up too, what’s going to happen about that?” He said, pointing to the blood drying on Ellie’s nose.

Ellie nodded, her little arms still crossed. Rafe shifted so he was between you and your daughter. The three of you looked at the principal expectantly.

“From what we know as of right now, Gabe was simply defending himself-“ “Bullshit!” Ellie interrupted and you looked at her, warning her to be more careful. Of course, Rafe nodded along with her.

“We will review the classroom footage and determine an appropriate punishment.” The principal stated, eager to get this over with. Rafe scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“I will give you a call. Thank you.” He said and Rafe helped you up and out of your chair.

His arm protectively wrapped around Ellie and the three of you walked out without another word. When you passed through the office, you could see both Rafe and Ellie staring daggers into the little boy, still holding an ice pack to his head. Rafe’s protective hold on Ellie didn’t let up until he opened the door for her to get into the car, opening yours as well. He got into the driver's seat and you sat quietly, knowing one of them would say something soon.

Without a word, Rafe turned and looked back at your daughter who was fidgeting nervously. He smiled slightly, holding his hand up for a high-five. You rolled your eyes playfully, watching as her face lit up and she high-fived him without hesitation.

“Rafe!” You said, trying to stifle your smile.

“What?” He said, putting his hands up in surrender. He put the car in drive as Ellie smiled to herself.

“Ellie, you shouldn’t get into fights at school. Especially not over dumb things like that.” You said, trying to sound serious and stern.

“Mom, that's not fair!” Ellie said, looking at you with pleading eyes.

“Your mom’s right, Ellie.” Rafe said, knowing you desperately needed backup. You listened expectantly, waiting for him to continue, but he didn’t. He offered you a shrug and kept driving the way back to the house.

You got out, watching as Rafe opened Ellie’s door and picked her up, grabbing her backpack. You smiled, walking ahead of them.

“Just like your dad.” You heard Rafe say quietly to Ellie, hearing another high-five between the two of them.

You rolled your eyes, giggling at Ellie’s prideful smile.

“Go get changed, love.” You told her as Rafe sat her down.

She went upstairs to her room and you looked at Rafe, watching him try incredibly hard to stop himself from smiling.

“She’s too much like you.” You said with a huff, trying to play off your smile once he breaks and starts laughing.

“Looks like we’re raising them right.” Rafe said, kissing you softly. You rolled your eyes as you felt him smile into the kiss.

“I love you.” You said, your fingers tracing his cheekbone.

“I know.” He said, kissing you again and then pulling away with another breath, “I love you too, pretty lady.”

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totalswag · 1 month

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this just SCREAMS rafe camerons kid 1000%

dad!rafe daughter has been begging to put his motorcycle helmet because she wants to be just like her daddy. so one night family is over and rafe finally lets his daughter out the helmet on.

at first rafe was debating it since it might feel heavy on her but he couldn't say no to his little girl pleading him with her puppy dog eyes.

"look, i'm just like daddy!" She exclaims, and everyone looks at your daughter with awe.

"yes, baby, just like daddy," he laughs.

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princessbrunette · 2 months

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BABY DADDY RAFE!!

like they co parent but they aren’t really together, but the lines are a little blurred, like he’s always at the house to see his daughter but the lines get blurred when she’s put down for bed and the two of you cuddle and fuck on the couch

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i just love the au because it forces him to be a little soft when it’s clear he’s so reluctant to be. he didn’t want a baby for that exact reason, he knew it was gonna make him sappy and he’s tryna handle business— but he quite literally cannot help himself when he comes round to see the kid and you’re standing in your little nightgown crying into your hands because he’s the first person you’ve seen all week, it’s been so lonely and isolating and you’re just so relieved that someone else is there to pick the baby up when it cries for just a little bit.

he doesn’t like that one bit. rafe is unhinged and an asshole at times but he doesn’t play about the mother of his child because that’s who looks after the baby and obviously the two of you had a connection for you to end up knocked up?? you cry to him, rambling about how hard it’s been and he’s there nodding furiously with his lips a lil parted and wide eyes trying to seem like a really active listener :(( drops the nonchalant act real quick

“hey, no tears alright? i— i didn’t know you were feeling like this. why the hell did you not call me? i told you, you can always call me about this shit.” wiping your tears away and pulling you into his chest :( “look, tell you what we’re gonna do okay? gonna leave the baby with rose for a few hours. gonna take you out for lunch, yeah? then— then okay, you’re gonna have a fuckin’ nap. ‘cos you look exhausted.” and you just can’t stop crying from relief, the weight being taken off you for a lil bit 😮‍💨

def starts making more of an effort after that, checks in all the time, fucks you when you need it, feeds you when you need it, falls in love with you by accident 🙄 combats every one of your complaints too. “i just have no friends now, rafe.” “fuck you talking about, kid. i’m your friend.” lmaooo

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#anon #babydaddy!rafe #rafe cameron prompt #dad!rafe

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starkeyisthelastname · 1 month

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stepdad!rafe teaching reader how to ride him 🫶

“Come here, pretty girl.” Rafe’s voice low as he laid back against the headboard, hard cock in hand while his blue eyes bored into you.

You nodded your head slowly but surely, crawling over to where you straddled your stepdad. You couldn't help but let out a shaky giggle, his hard-on touching your delicate parts only covered by a pair of thin lace panties. You held your breath ever so slightly as his fingers came down to pull the material aside. His thick thumb came down to rub through your soaking folds, a quiet whimper coming out of your mouth.

Rafe glanced up at you, cocky smirk on his face as his other hand pushed his tip near your dripping hole. “There you go- let it fill you up.” His voice raspy as you slowly sunk down onto him.

He was huge, especially in this position. He was quite literally impaling you, finding it hard to move as you weren’t exactly sure what to do. “Daddy… you are so big.” You gasped, cheeks heating up in a flush as he grabbed your hips.

Your cunt squeezed around his fat length, making Rafe let out a small groan. He held your curvy his in two massive hands, slowly moving you up and down. “Move for me sweetheart.. yeah just like that.” He whispered, cerulean eyes gleaming bright as your perky tits began to bounce.

Little moans and whimpers began to leave your pretty mouth, his huge dick completely filling your princess parts up. You knew this was wrong, but couldn’t bring yourself to stop this nasty affair with your own stepdad. “Am I doing good daddy?” Your words sounding shallow as you took quick breaths.

Rafe nodded, hand moving upward to pull your heavy tits out of the lace bralette. “Fuck yes, such good slut for me. Learning how to bounce on daddy’s big dick and shit.” He grunted, watching as you became cock drunk at riding dick.

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rafesveryrealgf · 1 year

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Rafe with as a new dad with a newborn please 🥺🥺❤️

a/n: ugh soft!rafe makes me go feral but anyway hope you enjoy!

Lavender Sunflower - New Addition

Warnings: smut (oral sex), kissing, inappropriate touching, cursing, soft!rafe, overprotective!rafe, dad!rafe

You laid on the hospice bed — sweaty and crying as you looked down at the baby you just freshly birthed — your son, Nathan Cameron.

He was Rafe’s twin for sure.

Rafe stood beside you, caressing your hair. He was still in shock as he looked down at his newborn son in your arms.

“God, look at him Rafe.” You looked up at Rafe, smiling.

“I’m looking.” He said softly. He was smiling at Nathan, not even looking at you when replying to you.

He was so mesmerized by the fact that he — Nathan came out of you. It was bizarre to him.

Rafe had a hard childhood. His mother left when he was younger and his father always wanted more from him — more than Rafe had to offer. Rafe spent his whole life trying to live up to Wards high standards and he vowed to himself after you both found out you were having a boy. He vowed that he would never make his son feel the way Ward made him feel. And although Ward isn’t as bad as he used to be, him and Rafe have their moments and sometimes Rafe finds himself still doing things to please his father. But he’d never admit that.

“You wanna hold him?” You said after awhile of not speaking, just admiring the baby boy.

Rafe slowly nodded with a smile. He leaned down just a bit and extended his arms out to you. You placed the baby boy in his arms and he straightened himself. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the newborn. Not even for a second.

“I’m gonna take a nap, okay?” Your eyes were heavy and you knew you didn’t have much time before the nurses would come back in again to check up on you guys.

Rafe nodded at that, still looking at his precious son as he cradled him. Rafe held him like he was the most valuable thing on earth.

“M’gonna love you forever, little man.” He spoke softly. He knew Nathan had no idea what he was saying, but Rafe felt it was necessary.

Nathan’s eyes were shut, but he cooed at his dad’s voice. Almost like he knew it was his dad speaking.

“It’s daddy, buddy.” He smiled down at him.

Nathan gave a toothless smile, apparently liking the sound of Rafe’s voice.

“You know it’s daddy, huh?”

Rafe couldn’t help but tear up at that. Fatherhood felt nothing like he’d expected it to feel. The way he felt for this baby was nothing he’d ever felt in his life. And that scared the shit out of him.

“Shit,” Rafe sniffled, making sure it wasn’t noticeable that he was having a sappy moment with his baby boy when he saw Topper and Alex made an entrance. Alex walked over to Rafe and stood on her tippy toes to look over Rafe’s tall figure at the newborn.

“Oh, he’s precious Rafe.” She brings a hand up to her heart and frowns.

“Holy shit. You’re a dad now.” Topper says.

Alex smacks his bicep. “Language.” Her eyes narrow at Topper then glance over at the baby.

“Yeah. Language, Top.” Rafe jokes, smirking up at his best friend.

Topper rolls his eyes and sits down in one of the chairs off to the side of the room.

Your eyes flutter open at your friends voices. The first thing you see when waking up is Topper with his arms crossed over his chest as he watches his girlfriend adore your newborn.

“Don’t get any ideas.” Topper jokingly calls out to Alex.

Alex rolls her eyes at that then immediately notices that you’re awake.

“Y/n,” she smiles, placing her hand on your shoulder. “How you feeling, mama?”

“I’m okay.” You reply quietly. Almost too quiet.

Rafe looked up from the baby and gave you an innocent smile as he softly bounced him in his arms.

You were scared to be a mom. You were now nineteen with a baby. You’d started doing college online while pregnant so you’d able to be home after Nathan was born. You and Rafe were staying at Ward and Rose’s. And Although it was a big home you still felt like a burden at times. They never wanted you to feel like that though. But it was hard to keep your mind from wandering. Truthfully, they didn’t mind you being there. If anything Rafe acted better when he was around you.

“Hi, baby.” Rafe cooed, pushing your fly aways behind your ears.

“Hi.” You replied, softly, still trying to fully wake up from your nap.

A few hours went by, everyone had come to visit at this point and you were way more than ready to get out of there. Rafe was of course overprotective of you and the baby, telling everyone that wanted to hold him to wash their hands and especially not to touch or kiss his face.

Wheezie and Sarah couldn’t have been more excited to hold Nathan, and Rafe being the older brother he is —jokingly, scorned Sarah extra hard about kissing Nathan because he ‘doesn’t know where her mouth has been’ she rolled her eyes when he said that, knowing he was fully serious about not kissing the baby but still joking about the last part.

Rose was absolutely in love with the idea of a baby being in the house. She was actually sad when she heard that you and Rafe were planning on moving out. Rose never had any children of her own, but this was close enough, even if her and Rafe never had a good relationship.

Ward watched from afar as Sarah, Wheezie and Rose took turns passing the baby around. He stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. This was the first baby boy in the family since Rafe — and the first baby in the family since Rafe’s mother had left.

Two days had passed, the baby and you were healthy so you finally had confirmation to go home. Rafe couldn’t have been more excited to get out of that hospital room. Sleeping on an uncomfortable couch wasn’t his thing.

He carried the carseat to the car with one hand whilst his other was occupied carrying all of the baby stuff. He refused to let you carry anything. And you let him know how thankful you were for him.

He struggled putting the carseat in despite the fact you’d practiced with him a thousand times before the baby got here. You could tell his nerves were getting to him.

“Fuck,” he cursed at the carseat. “Is this a different carseat? ‘Cause I swear it was easier to buckle in when we practiced.”

You giggled, placing a hand on the small of his back as he continued to stress himself out. “No…it may be a little more difficult considering there’s a seven pound baby in there now.” You said sarcastically.

He finally got the carseat to click into place and sighed in relief, looking over his shoulder at you. He kissed your temple before closing the car door and making his way over to the passenger side to open the door for you. He set all the baby stuff in the backseat and finally got into the car himself.

When you finally arrived home, Rafe opened your car door to let you out then made his way over to Nathan. He struggled getting the carseat out the same way he’d struggled with putting it in. Once he finally freed the carseat, he told himself he’d unload the car later.

Rafe sped up the driveway, anxiously excited to hold his son in the comfort of his own home for the first time. You slowly walked behind them, secretly admiring Rafe in all his glory.

He looked good. His exposed muscles flexed as he carried the heavy carseat, yet he carried it so effortlessly.

He patiently waited for you at the front door then you walked inside together.

No one was home when you and Rafe got back from the hospital. It wasn’t unusual that no one was home either. Sarah was often hanging around the Pogues whilst Wheezie had her own friends to hang with too. As for Ward and Rose.. they were god knows where, doing god knows what.

“You hungry?” Rafe questioned, setting the carseat down in the living room. “I can make something.”

You quickly nodded. The hospital food was absolutely shit. “Yeah. I’m gonna feed Nate too.”

He nodded at that and bent down to take the sleeping baby out of the carseat. Nathan curled his legs up when Rafe picked him up, almost making himself into a ball. He then handed Nathan to you so you could breastfeed while he made you something to eat.

You walked over to the couch and sat down and Rafe made his way to the kitchen, pulling out random items. You tried to feed Nathan, but he just wasn’t having it.

“Rafe, he won’t latch.” You whined, bouncing Nathan up and down, trying to soothe him before attempting again.

“What do you want me to do, baby?” He stopped what he was doing all together and walked over to the couch, plopping down right beside you.

“I don’t know,” you pouted, answering honestly. You don’t even know why you told him because there was nothing he could do for you. “They’re so sore.” You gestured to your breasts.

Rafe looked down at your breasts and smirked as if he had gotten the best idea. “Want me to massage ‘em?”

You rolled your eyes at that, almost positive he just wanted to touch your swollen breasts for the fun of it. “Not right now, Rafe,” you gestured to the obvious baby in your arms.

Rafe harshly inhaled then quickly nodded and jumped up to finish what he was doing in the kitchen before he had gotten distracted. “Can I do it later?” He asked, his back was turned to you as he spoke over his shoulder, making his way to the kitchen.

“When our son isn’t inches away from us while you do it? Yes,” you laughed at that then continued to attempt at getting your son to latch onto your breast. Eventually he did and all was well.

A few hours later, Nathan was sound asleep in his bassinet, in the nursery. You were finally back in your bed after two days of sleeping in an uncomfortable hospital bed. You couldn’t have been more happy.

“Can I do it now,” Rafe appeared out of the bathroom, after brushing his teeth, on a mission to massage your swollen breasts — he hadn’t forgotten and after the baby was down for the night, hopefully — Rafe was more than ready.

You knew exactly what he was hinting at. “Sure, Rafe,” you sighed, smiling at his consistency.

He was only in boxers as he made his way over to the bed. He laid down right next to you, propping his head up so that he could be slightly hovered over you.

“Be gentle,” you said softly. He slowly nodded, assuring you that he would be.

He slid his hand up your shirt and began to knead your left breast. You closed your eyes at the feeling, feeling all the tension slowly dissipate.

“Feels good, yeah?” He purred as he kneaded it some more.

“Mhm,” you nodded, drunk off the feeling.

He palmed at your breast then soon got carried away as he began to leave sloppy kisses on your jawline.

He was soon hovering over you, practically grinding himself against you. He was absolutely in heat at this point. You could feel his cock through his boxers against your clothed core, even more-so with each grind.

“Need you so bad,” you mumbled as he kissed down your neck.

You were both well aware the doctor’s recommended that you wait a few weeks before having sex. So you had something else in mind.

Your teeth sunk down into your bottom lip. “Can I?” You gestured to his rock solid cock. He nodded.

He stopped hovering over you so he could swiftly take off his boxers. You watched as his cock sprung free from his boxers. You sat up to get in position. He laid back, against the headboard, stroking his cock up and down.

You leaned down, now face to face with his cock and spit right on the tip, watching as your saliva slid down the side of his cock before taking it fully into your mouth. He let out a satisfied groan then tangled his hand into your hair to get a good grip.

You bobbed your head up and down, letting the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat a few times.

“Fuck,” he cursed before pushing your head down even further on his throbbing cock. Your eyes began to water as even more of your saliva began to drip down his cock.

“Keep going,” He mumbled. He bucked his hips up and that’s when you knew he was seconds away from bursting into your mouth.

You focused more on his tip to bring him over the edge quicker and it worked. You felt the warm liquid fill your mouth and you quickly swallowed.

Once he was empty he brought you back up to be face to face with him, leaving a wet kiss to your swollen lips, he slid his tongue in between them, tasting himself on your tongue in the process.

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rafeandonlyrafe · 2 months

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babys first flight

words: 1.3k

warnings: flying, dad!rafe, mom!reader, breastfeeding, dude briefly being rude about your baby crying

a/n: i guess this could be a prequel to pink unicorn but honestly i just wanted to use the same name for the baby again lol

rafe sighs, rubbing his face with his hand as he looks at the flight board. you can tell from the defeated look on his face as he walks back over to you that your flight is delayed.

“two hours.” he states, sitting down next to you. you sigh just as deeply as your husband, looking at your sleeping daughter in your arms.

“i think i should wake her up. that way she falls asleep on the plane.” you say, running your finger over rosie’s cheek, her skin soft and flushed pink as she naps.

“yeah.” rafe nods. “whatever you think is best.” rafe defaults often to you, letting you guide the way through raising your daughter. he has experience with his two younger sisters, but you grew up in an even bigger family and often helped out with the babies.

you feel bad having to wake rosie up, especially when she’s asleep during her usual naptime. “wake up, babygirl.” you coo, pressing kisses to her cheeks until her eyes open up, lips instantly turning into a pout.

“its okay!” you stretch a smile over your face. “its okay, rosie!” your soft tone stops her tears, but her pout remains. you jiggle her favorite toy in front of her. your daughter is only three months old and still working on her grip, so you manage to entertain her by placing the toy in her hand every time she drops it.

“here, let me take her.” rafe reaches out. “you stretch your legs and take a break.”

you glance at the clock. still an hour and a half until you can get on your plane. its a short flight, from north carolina to the bahamas for a much needed vacation, deciding to spend the entire summer at your second home while rafe has paternity time away from work.

“gonna use the bathroom.” you press a kiss to rafes cheek, then rosies. “be right back.”

you don’t hurry as you walk around the airport, glad that you’re booked in first class and can use the lounge as the bustling sounds of the airport would surely annoy rosie.

you use the bathroom and get a coffee for rafe, deciding to ditch the decaf and get a mocha for yourself. while you know its generally safe to drink coffee while breastfeeding, you still try to stay away from it, but on days like today, you certainly need it.

“here ya go.” you hand the coffee to your husband after making your way back to the waiting area.

“oh god, thank you.” rafe lets out a moan as he tips the cup back, the warm liquid filling his mouth. he bounces rosie gently on his knee to keep her eyes open.

“would we be terrible parents if i turned on something on my phone for her to watch?” you pout, trying hard to keep her away from screens, but sometimes you just need something to distract her.

“we absolutely would not but if it makes you feel better, i’ll use my phone.” rafe pulls it out of his pocket, transferring rosie easily back into your arms. you cradle her in a way that still allows her to look at the phone screen, her eyes glancing between rafes face cooing at her and the dancing fruits and vegetables.

“shes loving this.” rafe laughs when rosie giggles, her plump cheeks stretching. rosie just started laughing last week, and rafe is still the only one who can get it out of her, although she smiles at you constantly since she first developed the muscles.

“now boarding first class.” the announcer calls out, the hour flying by with rosie entertained.

“she just started looking tired too.” rafe says, taking your carry ons in his hands as you place rosie into her sling, deciding to babywear her until you’re all settled in your seats and can put her in the carseat that rafe also manages to carry.

“welcome aboard.” the flight attendant smiles at you, leading you towards your seats. three all in a row. rafe works quickly to get everything set, placing rosies carseat in the middle seat.

“babys first flight!” you coo to her, hoping to keep her awake through boarding so she will hopefully sleep the entire two hour flight.

“here, i got her.” rafe places her in the carseat once its all strapped down, waiting to do up her buckle until the plane actually takes off.

you both talk partially to her and partially to each other to keep her eyes open, even occasionally giving her tummy little tickles to keep her droopy eyes from closing completely.

while the flight attendant does the safety demonstration, you do up rosie’s buckles. she’s asleep before the plane even begins to move, and you’re surprised when she doesn’t even startle during take off. you reach over to hold rafes hand until you’re steady in the air, hating the rising feeling in your stomach.

“doing good baby?” rafe asks, swiping his thumb over the back of your hand.

you take a deep breath. “yeah, yeah.” looking at rosie and your husband helps sooth the little bit of nerves you have about flying.

the flight goes smoothly until halfway to the bahamas, rosie suddenly startles away with a cry.

“ohhh, its okay baby.” you coo to her, able to recognise from her cry alone that she’s simply hungry.

“oh god, will you shut that baby up?” a man behind you groans before you can even undo her buckles to get her out of her seat.

“what did you say about my daughter?” rafe stands up, glaring as you just try to quiet rosie, pulling her into her lap while you search for a blanket to cover yourself with.

“you heard me! i didn’t pay for first class seats to listen to a crying baby!” the man grunts.

“you’re lucky we’re on a plane or-” rafe begins, until you hiss out his name. “stop it, let the flight attendants handle it.”

rafe sees the stress on your face, nodding as he grabs you a thin blanket, draping it over your shoulder while you adjust your shirt to feed rosie, her cries quieting as she latches onto your nipple.

“sir, that is not appropriate behavior for our airline-” the flight attendant begins to lecture the man behind you, clearly a mom herself.

“it’s okay.” you tell rafe as he turns his shoulder to glare at the man. you rub your hand over his cheek just like you would to rosie until he’s calm.

“dudes an asshole.” rafe grunts out, but his tone is softer now, leaning across rosies car seat to press a kiss to your cheek. he pulls the blanket away slightly so he can look down at your daughter, happily nursing.

“she’s so perfect.” he sighs, glad he has such a well behaved baby for her first flight.

you both settle into your seats as rosie finishes, clearly just needing her tummy to be full before going right back to sleep. you decide to keep her in your arms until the plane begins to descend.

“i got her.” rafe pushes your hands away to do up her seat belts. he knows how much of a stress pregnancy and breastfeeding is on you, so he tries to do absolutely everything he can, even naming himself the sole diaper changer.

you hold rafes hand again as the plane descends, letting out a sigh of relief when the wheels make smooth contact with the runway.

“this was absolutely worth the pain of the flight.” you smile to rafe, resting your head on his shoulder as rosie lays on the towel in front of you, body completely shaded by a pink umbrella.

you look out onto the ocean, waves lightly lapping against the pale yellow sand.

“couldn’t agree more.” rafe hums, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

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rafeschicana · 27 days

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𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚ ari, daddy & mommy 𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

dad!rafe x mom!reader

“Baby no no no” You rushed to pick up your recently crawling baby. Ari had only gotten the hang of crawling so she was fairly interested in everything around her. She'd somehow always found objects to stuff into her mouth or try with all her might to pull cords from the wall. “Baby, no more crawling for you today alright?” you half joked knowing she'd get bored in your arms after a couple of minutes. Ari let out a dramatic squeal as if she knew you were lying.

“Let's go find Daddy so you can give him all the heart attacks.” you peppered kisses to both of her chubby cheeks, tickling her sides. Ari’s laughs warm your heart. Both you and Rafe discovered that was one of your favorite things about her. No matter what kind of day you were having, being her parents made it all worth it.

Rafe was working out in the backyard. Currently, in a push-up position, his arms flexed making his muscles even more prominent. “Baby girl, do you want a sibling yet?” You had to stop and gape at your husband for a minute. Any longer you'd likely begin to drool. Ari blew your cover when she let out an audible babble earning her father's attention. “My girls come to join me?” Rafe stood up walking towards the both of you.

“Miss Ari girl needs some outside time she's getting into everything today” scrunching up your nose when she reached for it. “Gentle hands baby.” Rafe grabbed onto her hand blowing raspberrys into her palm. Ari screeched, kicking her legs, reaching her arms out wide for her dad.

“C'mon let's give Mama a break” Once she was secured in his arms, he leaned forward bringing your lips together. “We’ll meet you inside get some rest” Smiling into the kiss you nodded. Already planning to cut your nap short so you can watch a movie with your tiny family.

Late that evening you'd bring up making more babies with him, rafe agreed to give you as many babies as you wanted. (he'd been hinting at it for awhile it was abt time you brought up the topic again)

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ribbonprincess · 12 days

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thinking of going with Drew to the beach with your little girl. (those photos got me acting up)

"you got everything?diapers,the baby carrier,wipes-" "I've got everything love,don't worry. Bella has everything" Drew has your 6 months old Isabella in his arms,her sage green pacifier in her mouth as she looks up to her father with wide eyes. Her little squeals fill the air as you walk towards the car to head to the beach.

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"no...no,we don't eat that sweet girl- it's not tasty" Drew's pulling Bella's chubby hands away from her mouth as she tries to eat sand for what seems the thousandth time,you wipe the sand out of every tiny crack as best as you can before she squeals at the feeling of the slightly cold water hitting her feet and legs.

"oops- Dada's got you too close to the water hm" you chuckle,bringing her a bit away from the waves as she climbs clumsy into her father's lap "hi there sweet girl...you having fun?" a copy of his same blue eyes stares at him with adoration before her little hand smacks his cheek "woah,got such a firm hand don't you?" his hands reach for her belly, tickling at the skin as Isabella erupts into laughter. "you wanna give her the bottle? it's time for it anyway" Drew nods reaching for the pink baby bottle as you hand it to him.

"okay... okay,let's get your little tummy full" he removes her pacifier before letting her latch on the bottle "there you go." Your head is resting against his naked shoulder,his shirt discarded a long time ago due to the heat "you feeling okay mama?" "never better love" his free hand is laying against your back,rubbing shooting circles against the skin "okay,that's all the matter" his voice comes out in a whisper,pressing a kiss to your temple before focusing back on the little girl laying in his arms.

"you done bella girl?" you ask your little bundle of joy whose eyes are starting to close as the post milk nap starts to hit. "yeah..she is,look at her-- already sleepy,hm?" You put away the bottle,closing the baby bag as you look down at Isabella again "she really is your carbon copy..." "maybe,but she got your smile-- and the shape of your eyes." Tracing her tiny nose you nod,looking at Drew with the same lovestruck gaze your daughter has for him "you're really the best thing that could ever happened to me...giving me a baby and just- you." he says into your shoulder,pressing a firm kiss against it "I love you darling,you and this tiny button" he chuckles,looking down at a now sleeping Bella,her hand wrapped around Drew's finger.

You really were the luckiest human on this earth.

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