Rafe Cameron Imagines

Irrationally jealous

A/n

I'm doing 2nd person for this one xx

Lmk if you prefer it then the 1st person ones 🥰

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Irrational jealousy - An intense feeling of envy or possessiveness towards another person, often without any valid reason or evidence to support it. This form of jealousy may stem from personal insecurities or irrational fears rather than objective reality. Individuals experiencing irrational jealousy may feel threatened by imagined scenarios or perceive competition where none exists, leading to irrational behavior or emotional distress.

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You and Rafe had been at a party, you sat sideways on his lap, his hand gently brushing over your thigh. You'd been dating for almost half a year at this point and Rafe had still, never met your ex. You had broken up with him because you found yourself interested in Rafe and you felt awful staying with him when you had eyes for Rafe. His name was Noah and you'd been completely honest with him, about everything, you having some kind of feeling for someone else. It wasn't like you expected him to understand, you'd expected him to be mad. 

It was so out of the blue and even though there was lots of yelling on his side, you still tried explaining yourself, that you wanted to end things just so you wouldn't do something you'd regret when you where still with Noah. You never did tell him it was Rafe though, the one who had you wrapped around his finger. None the less, he was furious and a lot of hurtful things were said, he called you desperate, a whore, a slut, pretty much all of them. You figured it was fair enough, it hurt, but it was fair that he was angry, shouted, called you names and he definitely hated you.

It didn't take long for you to start dating Rafe, but you guys kept it a secret for a few months because you didn't want to hurt Noah any more than you already had by moving on so fast. When you saw him move on a little too, and start being seen with more girls you thought it should be okay to go public with Rafe, slowly.

He hadn't seen you since and he definitely hadn't seen you with Rafe so when he sat across that table from you he was seething the both of you and to make matters worse, you looked amazing, wearing a little black dress that hugged your curves perfectly, the skirt part a little flared out.

As soon as you caught a glimpse of him, you felt instantly uncomfortable from the way he was looking at Rafe, almost like he actually wanted to kill him.

"Rafe," You spoke quietly, just getting the attention of your boyfriend who had just been talking to some of his friends. "Yeah baby?" He replied, unknowing of the boy sitting across from him. "Don't look now but, that's Noah, right across from us." And of course as anyone would've, Rafe did look when you finished your sentence, and he did not like the way Noah's eyes were trained on you, his girlfriend, his, not Noah's. He was jealous, even though you clearly weren't interested or comfortable with Noah, he was jealous that Noah's eyes got to travel your body the way they did, jealous that he wasn't going to stop any time soon too.

You shift uncomfortably on Rafe's lap and it brings his thoughts back to you and in that moment, he decided he was going to make Noah the jealous one, even though he already was. "It's okay, baby." He comforted you, planting a soft kiss on your cheek, "I'm right here." You nod at his words.

"Sit on me properly baby," He told you, wanting Noah to see his hands go all over your waist, your hips, your ass, every inch of your body, every inch Noah could no longer touch. You do as your told clambering onto his lap, spreading your legs around his hips. He ran his hands down your body, from the waist down, planting a few kisses on your lips as he did so.