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i’m literally so in love with this like

❝ my son? ❞

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PAIRING : grownup! rafe x kook! f reader x young! rafe’s son

CONTEXT : after sleeping with rafe, you lost each other for a few busy years. but after 10 years, you finally came back in kildare, with a surprise …. a surprise Rafe is not going to forget that soon.

wanted to write a thing like lila x diego (umbrella academy) idk how it went lol i didn’t how to end it, so i des a little open fluff end.

WARNINGS : emotional manipulation, mention of sex, pregnancy, giving birth, rafe’s son being… a smart mouth and … rafe’s son (having bad ideas, being provocative), smoking.

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a woman enters the country club, dressed in a long black lace dress, her pretty cleavage catching everyone's eye, she raises her sunglasses as she walks towards the bar. next to her, a young boy shuffles along, his hands in the pockets of his disheveled suit. he's taken off the jacket and opened his shirt, he can't stop complaining about the sweltering heat.

Rafe was sitting at the back of the terrace when he sees her arriving, he raises his head, his gaze lost in space. he feels like he’s seeing a ghost, it’s been many years since he’s seen y/n. it was a hot summer night before his life went through a roller coaster ride. he had spent a night out of time, with this girl he had never gotten to know. it was just before Rose forced him onto the Coastal Venture. he had no choice but to forget her.

he got up, apologizing to the date he had taken to eat here this afternoon. he walked closer to her, unsure if it was indeed y/n. he paid absolutely no attention to the young man behind her, as if he did not exist.

"Mom, maybe we can just go home i don’t want to do-", the boy try to reaches his mother.

a man appears behind the young woman, slightly pushing the young boy away, he recognized her coming forward. it’s been a long time since he didn’t see her, too long maybe. Rafe pats her shoulder.

"y/n?", he asks, she turns to look at him and her smile grows.

"oh, just the man i was searching for", y/n smiles as she runs a hand behind the young boy's head. her heart was pounding as she stared at this man she didn’t see in person since almost 10 years.

Rafe smiles as he looks at her, glancing at the young boy, but nothing disturbs his beautiful smile.

"what's up?" he asks.

the young boy giggles as he points at Rafe.

"that's him?" he grimaces as he looks up at y/n, "you can do better, you know?".

y/n giggles as Rafe frowns at the little man.

"who is the tic-tac-toe?" Rafe spits.

y/n's smile grows as she looks down at her son, Eliot rolls his eyes as he backs away. she grabs his shirt to pull him closer to them. Rafe looks at him, eyebrows frowned.

"hey, talk better about my boy okay", y/n gasped.

Rafe's face unravels and she giggles, nodding softly, in that moment she knows she's about to tell him the biggest news of his entire life... a few years late.

she could have good reasons but... truth be told, she mostly wanted to do this on her own. She didn't want him to get involved, especially since when she knew Rafe he was far from a decent man... or even an ideal father. he spent his time partying, doing coke and drinking all day long, rumours said he was in a treasure hunt and… she didn't want that for Eliot. she could have send him a text, or a picture, she hesitated so many times but she really wanted him to be sober and responsible again.

she turns to her son with a slight smile on her lips, pulling him by the sleeve to bring him closer to Rafe, who stares at them uncomprehendingly. y/n puts a hand behind Eliot's shoulder.

"so Rafe this is Eliot", Rafe frowns as he realizes she's not introducing him, unsuspecting that Eliot has heard a lot about him. y/n pats his son's chest as he realizes he's not saying anything.

"say hi eliot", she orders. but the young man rolls his eyes in despair.

"charming, i see he got a lot from you" Rafe laughs, ankward.

Y/n giggles as she shakes her head, walks over to her son and pulls him by the sleeve once more.

"yeah, i know i told you he is an asshole but he is cool, you're gonna have fun with daddy this weekend. i have to go now. be nice okay. and don't forget sunscreen, you didn't get his skin okay.". she says, kissing his forehead. Eliot winces and grabbing her arm so she don’t leave already. Rafe chuckles as he watches her holding him.

“no it’s okay, you have your phone, text me if you need anything.” she smiles, running a hand on his hair.

Rafe smiles, his fingers wipes his lips, he deeply thinks she’s playing a weird joke on him. he was calculating when was the last time he have seen her… 9 maybe 10 years. but he really starts panicking when she start leaving. He tries to catch up with her but can't until she enters the reception room.

"bu- uh? what the fuck? you're joking right? please tell me you're joking" Rafe holds her by the wrists, his eyebrows furrowed in concern as y/n flashes a smile.

"yeah, um, no, not joking." she affirms, Rafe widens his eyes as if he can't believe what he's hearing and finally winces, shaking his head.

"what? you waited ten years to tell me i have a son?!" he yells, losing his cool, she pulls him by the shirt and takes him into a corner of the room.

"hey! you were the one doing shit okay? i heard about you and you were not the type of dad i wanted for him". she whispers.

Rafe felt as if the ground was shifting beneath his feet. His eyebrows furrowed and a million thoughts raced through his brain: "and now i am? what the fuck is wrong with you?".

y/n snaps, lowering her voice so Eliot won’t hear "you got shot on his sixth birthday! what was i supposed to do!”.

Rafe glares at her before looking around anxiously. of course, people turned to listen to their little argument. y/n sighed, she knew this decision would come back to bite her in the ass one day. but she did what she had to do. Rafe would always downplay everything, but he wasn't doing well, he was a suspect in a double homicide: Gavin, his father's pilot, and Peterkins, the town sheriff. he was addicted to cocaine and eventually became entangled in the drug business or treasure hunt after Eliot was born. there were always so many reasons not to tell him. y/n put a hand on Rafe's shoulder, nodding gently.

"what if you prove me this weekend you can be a good guy? wheezie told me you were sober for a year now.", Rafe tilted his head, frowning.

"and wheezie knows i have a kid?", he replied.

Y/n arches an eyebrow "if you at least call her...".

Rafe grimaces as he waves him off "fine just go, i don't want to see you anymore".

y/n smiles as she climbs onto her tiptoes "you know even if i didn't tell you i never stopped believing you could do this".

she placed a light kiss on the corner of his lips, Rafe had no idea how to go about it, he was still so lost, he had tons of questions on his mind. how had she given birth? what had happened? where did they live? where did he go to school? he realises she had so much to handle all by herself and Rafe felt guilty to not be with them. did they have everything they need ? so many questions but rafe only runs his hands on his hair before finally getting back to himself.

"you- um... okay, go have fun because, we are going to have fun too. take a few days, you deserved it." he smiled nervously as he handed her several bills in the palm of her hand.

y/n smiled with a little pout "okay, i'll leave his bag at tannyhill when i pick up Wheez".

Rafe frowned and he was sure Wheez wasn't home. maybe she lived somewhere else in Kildare, now. in fact, it’s been so many time since he didn’t talk to her.

Rafe had just realized that all his problems had come crashing down on him: the distance he'd put between himself and his family, his addictions, all the past he wanted to forget was the reason he'd never known his son...

Y/N left after kissing his son's cheek, which was trailing behind Rafe, Eliot was completely lost, to tell the truth, y/n had warned him it wasn't going to be easy, but he'd never imagined it would be like this. y/n wanted Eliot to be prepared and she kept telling him that Rafe was hard and tough so Eliot only could be surprised… in a good way.

“what a woman uh-” Rafe started to get interrupted by his angry kid “don’t talk about her like that”, Eliot grumbled. he stares at Rafe with dead eyes.

Rafe clenches his jaws. yeah. no doubts. he could see it in his eyes as Eliot came to his mom's defense without a second's hesitation. Rafe nodded gently, letting out a smile. Rafe inhaled deeply, biting his lip. he pulled him out of the country club quickly, eliot pushed his hand away before stepping aside. Rafe turned to the receptionist.

"put it on Cameron" he shouted.

"okay, what you want to do? you're not scared on motorcycle right?", Rafe asked. Eliot frowned and Rafe shrugged.

if he were really his son, he wouldn't be scared. Rafe gave him a helmet and helped him put it on. He left without say goodbye to his girlfriend, well... more or less the date he'd had lunch with. Eliot climbed in behind Rafe, his little arms clinging around his waist. Rafe felt a weird feeling as he turned his head just to make sure he was ready.

and this travel time gave Rafe a few minutes to imagine a real weekend. What did Rafe like to do at this age? how old was this kid again? he had to talk to him, he had to bond with this kid he didn't know at all.

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Rafe hands over a bill to pay for the ice cream, Eliot swats a mosquito at his skin, grimacing again. he rolls his eyes as he runs a hand through his dark hair. Rafe looks at him out of the corner of his eye, even though he's just met him, the resemblance is striking, brown hair, darker though, yet he has big familiar features: his nose and the shape of his eyes, the way he stands and rolls his eyes. it's as if he's seeing himself in a time mirror. he grabbed the ice creams without bothering to thank the shopkeeper and walked over to Eliot, sitting on a picnic table.

"so... chocolate is your favourite?" Rafe asked.

Eliot looked at him with a frown "oh, you know me so well" he mocks with arrogance.

Rafe pulled himself together before insulting his own child. he puckered his lips, shaking his head.

"fair enough. i wasn't here for like ... eight years?", Eliot grimaces as he looks up at Rafe "nine actually, almost ten", Rafe smiles as he watches him taste his ice cream.

"okay I'm sorry. if I wasn't a big jerk back then maybe the crazy lady who's your mother would've wanted-", Rafe started.

Eliot interrupts him again, staring him with dead eyes, "she told me you'd be a little jerk but I didn't think she was that right...".

Rafe snaps, "she said what?".

Eliot smiled and shrugged casually.

"I hear you went to school with her, and you weren't cool. she said you were an asshole. Actually it shows when you breathe" Eliot was having fun throwing snipes at Rafe who smiled with a little pout. it's true that he hadn't been really cool with her when they were young.

"I don't even know how I could please her, to be honest.” Rafe confessed. Eliot chuckled and nodded.

"Me neither. you’re a dork” Eliot smiled. Rafe looks at him, understanding he didn’t make a good impression on his son and Rafe couldn’t even blame him.

“and to say that she still loves you is stupid.” Eliot still didn't realize he'd dropped a big dumpling, Rafe's eyes widened as he nodded softly. she still have feelings for him? Eliot kept eating without looking at Rafe.

“the other guy is much cooler than you” he breathed. Rafe’s heart stopped a second, he watched his son, a small pinching in his chest make it hard to breathe.

“the other guy?” rafe asked.

“yeah, there is that guy that likes her and buys her stuffs, he is nice” eliot implied.

Rafe was totally jealous but couldn’t stop the conversation. it was his son, not that random guy’s son, he just met Eliot, and Rafe just wanted to bond with him. he know they could get along. he wanted to know more about this dude.

“and do you see that guy often?” rafe asked. Eliot raised his head to look at Rafe, a light smirk growing on his lips.

“not enough, he lives far away.” Eliot replied.

Rafe stared at his son, trying to find a way to ask him more about his mother. he had so many questions and he realised that he were asking the wrong questions. he wasn’t here with Eliot to stalk the woman he forgot during so many years…

“yeah okay. and you?” Rafe questioned. Eliot stares at him, frowning.

“what’s about you? you okay sport ? guitar maybe ?” Rafe asked. Eliot shakes his head before offering a smile.

“no, drums actually. mom bought me to annoy the neighbours but i figured i was talented” Eliot laughed.

Rafe smiled, he finally understood why that kid was so fit and have such strong arms for his age. but mostly rafe finds it amusing because he was pretty good with drums when he had the same age too. he nods, tilting his head.

“and what about school?” Rafe questioned.

“i suck ..” he sighed.

Rafe couldn't see the blood dripping from Eliot's ear yet. he had fragile eardrums and he needed to put drops several times a day.

“school suck anyways don’t be too ha- ew, buddy you have… are you okay?” Rafe asked as he search for a handkerchief for his ear.

Eliot grimaced as he put down his ice cream before searching his pockets.

“oh shoot i forgot my drops. maybe mom kept it.” Eliot grimaced.

“let’s go, i’ll take you to a pharmacy” rafe assured.

Rafe was stopping downtown, parked on a corner, Rafe and Eliot were heading to the town store.

there was a pharmacy next to a store, Rafe was paying the right product, when he recognized the familiar face of pogues he couldn't stand. he grimaced as he recognized Jj's smug look and Eliot turned to them before checking Rafe's gaze.

"you know them?" Eliot asked.

Rafe knew them well. they had fought for the gold of the Royal Merchant. but Rafe got shot and knocked out. he had woken up in his own blood in the cave of the Coastal Venture, just before they tried to stole the cross. they didn’t managed to because the crew stopped them. but this wasn’t over.

Rafe stared at his son. It was not the moment. he had to prove Eliot he was a good guy.

"yeah, it doesn't matter" Rafe huffed.

Eliot narrowed his eyes as he tilted his head. he was putting the small jar of product for his ears in his pocket.

“i get it you scared of them.” Eliot smiled.

Rafe turned to him, shocked that his own kid dared to provoke him like that, then he understood that Eliot was trying to manipulate him to know his little secrets. he recognised a familiar pattern without understanding it was the Cameron genes.

“you’re smart. but no. i told your mother i was a good guy now, and i'm not talking to them with you. you're too young for this" Rafe explained, determined to prove to y/n and Eliot that he was done with all of this.

Eliot rolled his eyes unconvinced, he dragged his feet to follow Rafe when a voice behind them stopped them in place.

“hey pope, do you see that? rafe cameron is doing babysitting.” JJ snickered as he made fun of them, pope snickered as he watched JJ crush his joint in front of the store.

“i hope he gets no more than 8 peer hour, just like midsummers” Jj mocks.

Pope smiles amusedly, he tries to pull JJ, aware that this stupid rivalry can go much further than petty barbs.

“no but the kook king actually working, you don’t see that every day” jj smiled.

Rafe held back from letting out a scathing comment and Eliot looked up to see Rafe inhale before running a hand under his nose, he couldn't do that. he was trying to put himself together. Rafe rolled his eyes in annoyance, Eliot turned to look at them quietly.

“what’s your problem… douche? you never had someone to wipe your tears and kiss your boo boo so now you’re jealous? you don’t have any better things to do?” Eliot spat, narrowing his eyes while looking at JJ who was struggling to contain his surprise. Pope himself tried to not laugh out loud, a smile was rising on his lips.

Rafe let out a loud laugh as he grabbed him by the shoulders, he chuckled while slapping her chest.

“okay, i had no doubts you’re my son but you can’t say the truth like this…” Rafe chuckles.

he puts an arm around Eliot’s shoulders to bring him closer. quite amused and rather proud of his son, he ran a hand through his hair.

“oooh… his son… you hear that Pope?” Jj chuckled.

Pope was trying to get him to shut up by shaking his head, “JJ let’s go, don’t do this. it’s just a kid. ".

Jj turned on his heel to follow Pope and Eliot then took a few steps towards JJ.

“right jj, listen to your babysitter, go home” Eliot shouted, Rafe put his arms around him to pull him, shocked, he barely hides his pride.

he stares with amusement at JJ coming back towards them as if to fight. Rafe pushed Eliot behind him before stepping in front of Jj as if to remind him that he will not touch a hair of this child.

“What? your ego can’t take a 12 year old putting you at your place, pogue?” Rafe spits.

Jj narrowed his eyes but Pope pulled him into the store before starting to lecture him. Eliot laughed out loud before pushing Rafe gently, amused. Rafe stared at the pogues out of the corner of his eye, promising himself not to miss them the next time he saw them.

“come on. oh my god… you can’t shut that mouth can you? just like your m-” Rafe started, Eliot pointed at him, grimacing.

“don’t talk about her again, i’ll kick you. wimp” Eliot scoffed. Rafe let out a stunned gasp as he turned to his son.

“hey! watch your mouth okay.” rafe snapped. Eliot grimaced before showing him his middle finger.

“stop saying my mom is crazy!” Eliot yelled before turning towards the parking lot. naturally, he pointed at an old and damaged van. it was a wreck, the paint was peeling off and the windshield had suffered several impacts.

“I bet they came in this piece of shit” Eliot smiled.

“stop being a baby and let’s do something” he exclaimed.

Rafe narrowed his eyes before looking at him with a tilt of his head. it was quite disturbing to act like an adulte when he was burning to follow his son in his crappy plans of vengeances.

“like what? " he asked.

Eliot pulled him into a corner of the parking lot so no one in the store could see them.

“come on let’s slash their tires." he whispered, smiling.

Rafe took a moment, surprised by the familiar glow he saw in this young man's face. it was almost unreal, he stared at it not knowing if it was a stupid test or if it was a real idea. he was dying to do this, he was thinking hard about things they could to do to bond but, actually, maybe they needed to be themselves. maybe Eliot inherited many things from Rafe… his constant will to do bad things and dangerous things. things could go wrong in a thousand of scenarios, Rafe knew it.

“it’s like looking into a mirror” rafe blurted out.

Eliot frowned as he stared at him, Rafe rolled his eyes.

“you won’t tell your mom about this?” he caved slowly.

Eliot shook his head, grimacing, a slight smile on his lips.

“maybe we can do cool stuff like this” Eliot smiled.

Rafe rolled his eyes before pulling him behind the parking lot. they walked discreetly towards the van and Rafe took a knife out of his pocket before giving it to Eliot, who was hiding behind the truck. the young boy took the knife, smiling, impressed. he looked at it from all angles, fascinated by the engravings in the metal.

Rafe nudged him to hurry up. they were crouching behind the van but rafe was still too tall, even on his knees, he was looking around, checking that no one was coming. Eliot smiled before stabbing the knife into the tire which burst. He sneered as he moved forward and gave the tire a second kick before reaching behind his back for Rafe to retrieve his knife.

Rafe took the knife in his palm and bent it before pushing his son towards their motorcycle. they hurried out of the parking lot before the pogues came back. Eliot snickered as he put on his helmet.

“that was fun” Eliot smiled, Rafe couldn’t help but agree.

Rafe had never been with anyone who gave him better ideas than his. he nodded before putting on his helmet. maybe he would get there after all. maybe he could bond with his son.

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the day had just ended and Rafe was tying the ropes to the docks as he had just arrived home. they had spent all Friday night and Saturday day at sea. Night had just fallen but Eliot was sound asleep on the sofa, exhausted after his first real fishing trip.

Rafe had taught him how to catch big fish like tiny sharks and they had fought with the fish for several minutes before finally reeling it in. Rafe couldn't wipe off the gullible and impressed smile on Eliot's face, he had fallen while pulling up the fish that was wriggling on his chest and he did a little jump when he realized that he had indeed caught a small shark. Rafe had taught him to release him gently, he had even caught him before he slipped into the ocean.

Tonight, Rafe really felt like he had moved on with Eliot. he went back to the main cabin to turn off the engine and he heard footsteps behind him, he turned to find y/n, she was wearing jogging pants and a big sweater, she was smoking a cigarette as she walked towards the cabin.

“i took off my shoes” she smiled.

Rafe sighed remembering the last time he drove her in his dad boat. he sat down in the chair.

“how was your weekend?” he asked.

y/n grimaced, she had fun of course but obviously she hadn't had as much fun without Eliot.

“great, but I missed him. how was your weekend?” she asked.

he smiled, his hand passed over his face, his eyes were already shining. he felt way too much and because he was sober now, everything was more intense. he mostly felt guilty because he had missed out on so much.

“amazing. we fished” Rafe smiled.

he smiled, inhaling deeply, she pulled out a drag and he motioned for her to come closer and sit in the seat next to him. Rafe took out a bottle of alcohol and two glasses.

“I want to know everything, how did the birth go, were you alone?” Rafe asked.

Y/n widened her eyes, a smile stretched across her lips, she walked over and sat next to him before taking the glass he handed her.

“yes but I nailed it. " she smiles. Rafe frowns as y/n breathes deeply.

“It was October and I was passing my sister's house, I was stuck in traffic and I realized I was having contractions, I gave birth in the car on the side of the road.” y/n smiled, Rafe's eyes widened as if he was hallucinating, he couldn't believe she faced this alone.

“you brought him to life while driving? " he asked. y/n shook her head slowly, a smile on her face.

“just yeah, before i pull over” she huffed before taking a sip of alcohol.

“and what, you drove yourself to the hospital?” Rafe asked, still in shock. he stared at her like she was telling ghost stories.

“yeah dude, i was already in the car, i just kept him on my chest.” she smiled.

Rafe was surprised, shocked, almost dismayed. but for her, she had no choice, she had never had anyone but herself. she was supposed to call the dad, but Rafe was missing after he left on that boat… she couldn’t find him and she didn’t want anyone near her. it was her moment with her son, just them meeting each others for the first time in that car, stopped in the side of a road, night time, the rain was pouring outside. y/n would never forget that moment. she knew it was only her and that baby now.

“and what? you knew it was a boy? and also where did you live? where do you work?”.

Rafe bombarded her with questions, he wanted to know absolutely everything about his son, about her, about this family that he dreamed of having and that he had missed.

y/n then told him that she had not wanted to know the sex of the baby and that she had discovered it in the car, just after giving birth. Rafe imagined this moment as a magical moment outside of time, she was a kind of a hero for him, he couldn't believe that she had given birth to this child alone, in a car.

she told him about living in a small studio in Kildare before moving to the mainland. She lived in New York now and for the first few years she still lived in a small studio apartment and Rafe grimaced to imagine her raising a tiny baby in a confined space.

but y/n then told him about the best years of her life, she told him how she had put this baby to sleep next to her every night, she gave him bottles sitting on the balcony on scorching summer nights, she was giving long baths in a tiny tub she had installed in the balcony while she finished her homework.

rafe couldn't believe what he was hearing, he wished he was there, at least he could have found him a bigger space to live in, or better schools, better things...

he grimaced as he imagined his son lacking anything, his heart was breaking and the idea was unbearable. Rafe ran a hand through his hair before leaning on the dashboard, leaning towards her.

“im sorry you know… you… you were right… about a lot of things. i wasn’t ready and-,” y/n took his hand, looking into his eyes.

“i know you are now” she smiled.

Rafe pouted a little, dropping his head.

“fuck i just hate that i missed ten whole years..” he growled.

“you deserved someone good to help you and he… he deserves to have a normal family. " he sighed.

she pressed her forehead against his, seeking his gaze.

“you know when I told you I never doubted you could do this? i didn’t lie, Rafe” she smiled, running a hand over his.

Rafe couldn't help but narrow his eyes as he tilted his head. how could she defend him again and again? he had never been a kind or praiseworthy person to her, he had given her a baby before disappearing into drugs and treasure hunts full of dangers and guns. she must have hated him more than anyone but she had never tried to criticize him once, she had not looked down on his path strewn with pitfalls and addictions.

“what did you see in me?” he asked.

she gave a small smile, slowly closing her eyes.

“i bet you don’t remember the night we met.” she smiled.

he tilted his head with a frown, she then nodded, straightening up, she took her glass with one hand.

“it was kelce party and he invited me. i was still a kook then and i don’t know… i was with kelce everything was too fast.", Rafe then remembered what she started to tell him.

"he acted like he couldn't hear you, yeah i do remember, that piece of shit i swear-", y/n stopped him by putting a hand on his thigh.

“you don’t remember when you beat the shit out of him and fell on your head? that’s why i was on your bed, i checked you all night” she smiled.

she then recounted how Rafe had rushed to her aid, a violent, contested and paradoxical hero, Rafe had not hesitated to throw him on the ground before kicking him in the stomach. y/n told this story with a big smile without Rafe understanding anything.

“you ignored me for years and you were almost mean sometimes and” y/n tried to explain her point but Rafe dropped his head remembering all the remarks he said about her just to humiliate her in front of his friends. he was ashamed. especially when his son reminded him. he ran his hands through his hair.

“yeah i’m sorry i was such a jerk and i’m” rafe apologized.

“yeah, but that night you didn’t care that i wasn’t a real kook and you took my side without hesitating. you were harsh, and impulsive, but you were… protective and lost. you're complicated. no one really understood you.” y/n huffed.

Rafe stared at her, shaking his head, unconvinced. he didn’t understand himself either. he still didn't understand, he was just an asshole back then. Rafe sighed before lowering his head.

“can i…why did you keep him?” Rafe asked.

y/n shrugged casually.

“i don’t know…i just knew he was going to change my life” y/n smiled.

“I’m so glad you did. i- i- where do you live now? where you work at?” he asked.