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SMUT WARNING hehehehehehe 😈😈
Iris dreaded the silence.
And with Rafe, well, things weren't usually this silent.
He sat on the floor as Iris still rested on the bed.
"Did you regret anything you did on the island?" He finally worked up the courage to ask her as she widened her eyes over the fact that he finally said something.
Answer honestly, Iris.
"No." She whispered as she watched his facial expression.
He nodded, a sad look clearly evident in his blue eye, "Okay."
Iris got up from the bed, walking over to the dresser, going through the drawers. She needed something to wear, and she found grey silk pajamas, sighing slightly. I guess these will do. She had noticed earlier that Rafe had an entire bag, where the hell did that come from? She was curious to know if he brought any comfy clothes, but she wasn't going to ask. Rafe watched her every move as she grabbed the pajamas and began to walk over to the bathroom.
"You know you can change out here, yeah?" Rafe muttered, "Nothing I haven't seen before."
"I know that." She replied softly, still closing the bathroom door, separating the two of them.
She just wanted to be alone for now.
Stripping herself of the red dress, she put on the pajamas. They were comfortable, she'd give them that. She let out a sigh as she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked exhausted, which she was, a lot had happened today. She woke up the an island and was going to bed at some ransom's house.
And she felt sad.
No, she didn't feel sad. She was sad.
Sitting on the bathroom floor, she put her head in her hands, silently sobbing.
Truthfully, she hadn't really processed everything that had happened on the last six weeks and it was now all hitting her at once.
Rafe changed out of his suit once Iris shut the bathroom door. He grabbed pants and a muscle tank from his bag and threw them on. A few minutes had passed and she still hadn't come out.
It was silent, until it wasn't.
Rafe could hear her small whimpers and sobs and he closed his eyes cursing, "Fuck." Walking over to the bathroom door, he knocked gently, "Iris?"
"Mhm?"
"Are you okay? Is, uh, is everything good in there?"
"Yeah." He could hear the pain in her voice.
"Can I come in?"
"No, I, no, Rafe, it's fine." She assured him and he paced back and forth briefly before knocking once more, "I'm fine, Rafe!"
