Valentina's stomach felt tight in her abdomen the entire night. Her heart racing every time she remembered the moment.

Something she had been longing for the past six years. The words Sarah said held hung over her head, implanting her thoughts.

Rafe liked her?

It was hard to believe, he never seemed to notice her. For as long as she could remember she was just an empty presence when he was around. Never once catching his eyes or having a word spoken to her. But things might've changed.

She couldn't keep waiting for him to come to her. If she wanted something to happen she needed to act on it.

Her lips curled in digust as she pushed her way through the crowd, feeling a mysterious wet spot on her arm. "That's literally disgusting." Her eyes flickered for ones watching her as she tried to subtly wipe the liquid onto the back of someone's shirt.

She moved around trying to find Sarah or Gigi in the sweaty crowd, but her luck had fallen when there was no sign of either in the home. "Fuck this." Valentina reached in a slit on her dress, grabbing a tin container from under the opening.

Mischief shone through her cheeks— her hand gripping the container pushing herself to the steps where she once stood sneaking to the upper level.

The lights dimmed in the hallway the bathroom door right across from Topper's room where multiple deep voices and laughs were heard.

She knocked lightly on the bathroom door, hearing a girl's voice in return. "Just a sec, shit..." Valentina rolled her eyes, leaning her head against the wall waiting for the free space.

It felt like minutes flew by before the clearly high out of her mind girl left the bathroom.

Her nostrils red and blacks of her eyes taken over. "It's all yours." Her arm out the side showcasing the now empty bathroom. A lazy smile on her lips as she stumbled into Topper's room with a cheer. Valentina's brows raised, a tad blown back. "Alright, then." She quickly walked in the bathroom, closing the door behind her with a small grin.

She set herself up on the cool countertop pushing aside the used towels. Opening the tin, the smell engulfed her nostrils, eyes lighting up at the dark green contents.

She pulled the prerolled blunt, courtesy to Kelce, from the tin bringing it to her lips.

Before she could spark the tip of the blunt the bathroom door suddenly opened. "Oh shit, I'm sorry, my bad." A deep naturally slurred voice laced her ears. His tall frame standing at the door, black shirt with the first few buttons undone, a gold chain swaying on his chest.

He finally brought his eyes up to her, mouth barely falling in surprise. He roughly rubbed his face, trying not the show the embarrassment hidden behind his eyes. "Ah, my bad, Vale." He stepped back, going to leave the room when her voice stopped him.

"Wait, I was just about to spark up." She felt a wave of confidence wash over her. Seeing this as an opportunity to be alone with him.

She could see him hesitate, the chance slipping from her hands. "You really gonna make me smoke all this myself?" Her lips turning up playfully, flicking the blunt between her fingers.

Rafe shared her mischievous grin, fully stepping into the bathroom shutting and locking it behind him. "Ah, what the hell." He moved closer to her awaiting the strong smell of marijuana.

She brought the lighter to the tip of the blunt, flicking her thumb against the wheel receiving nothing but sparks in return. "Shit." She muttered, failing to light the blunt, her cheeks tinted in embarrassment.

Her thumb kept flicking against the wheel until she felt his rough hands gently cover hers. "Let me." He licked his lips, as he replaced her flicking with his, a small flame shooting up burning the tip of the blunt.

Valentina took a long drawl of the smoke, letting it swirl around her mouth and into her lungs before it fell out of her lips.

Rafe watched carefully as the smoke twirled around in the heavy air of the bathroom, the way her lip gloss accidentally painted the end of the blunt.

She took another hit, letting it nearly fully expand in her lungs as she passed it to him. "Sorry." She bit her lip as the smoke was blown through her nose. "For what?" His forehead crinkled— not understanding her apology.

Her short nails gestured to the shiny gloss layered on the leaf between his fingers. Rafe smugly shrugged his shoulders placing the blunt between his lips. "Doesn't bother me." He took a hit that lasted so long she became impressed.

"Mhmm, coconut? I like it." He smirked, blowing the smoke out from his throat the bathroom air becoming foggy. His second hit didn't nearly last as long, his eyes connected with hers for the entirety.

"Maybe you'll let me taste it another way." She felt her chest tighten as he stepped towards her, parting her legs with his knee and placing himself in the empty space.

His head tilted down with his forehead nearly touching hers. The loud music vibrating through the floor filling the noise. Valentina didn't know if it was the five shots of pink whitney talking or if it was her own mind spewing from her lips, but she suddenly wasn't nervous anymore.

"Only if you beg for it." Rafe scoffed out a laugh, gently pushing the leaf into her mouth, holding it as she sucked. He leaned forward placing his hand behind her, the free skin between her dress grazing his forearm.

His lips feeling soft against her ear as he whispered, "I can make you beg for something else." The warm breath flowing through the rising hairs on her neck, feeling the smirk against her skin.

She looped her fingers around his neck, running one hand up the small hairs on the back of his head slowly pushing it down so their lips were inches apart.

Using her thumb to part his lips she hovered her own over breathing the smoke into his mouth, feeling the warmth leave her lips. He moved back, brushing his bottom lip with her top, his hand clenching by the ends of her dress.

Setting the blunt down on the tin container, using his hand to hold her jaw. "I always wondered what you tasted like." Rafe moved his head down, her hand guiding him until their lips were less than an inch apart.

Her fingers tugging on the collar of his shirt closing the gap between them until the door knob rattled.

"Open the door, I gotta take a piss!" A rough voice was heard through the wooden door. Rafe groaned setting her forehead on hers. "Find somewhere else, man." The shiny golden knob still rattling against the wood.

He roughly pinched his nose before helping her off the counter and unlocking the door. "All yours." He said, his eyes glaring into Sean Thomas who smirked in return. "Hope I wasn't interrupting anything." Rafe knocked shoulders with him as they switched rooms, nose flaring in anger.

"Yeah, you did but until next time. Am I right?" A fake smile appeared on the smaller man's face, "Mhm, we'll see." His tone laced with malice before slamming the door in Rafe's face. "Prick." He scoffed, turning to his side seeing Valentina no longer in his presence.

Fear bubbled in his chest hoping she wouldn't regret whatever happened in that bathroom. Yet, he pushed that to the back of his mind as he popped the top off to a beer he set outside Topper's room.

Entering the room with residue of coke on each surface, pushing any bad thoughts out of his mind as he laid on the floor in the now empty room.

"Fuck."

honey's note

trying to get better at
writing tension,
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