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summary- Rafe would spend a little more time at work and this would worry the reader because, she thinks he cheated. The twins would become cold and distant until Rafe justified himself.
a/n- the twins are rafe and y/n twins boys, colin is more of a soft person like y/n and james is exactly like rafe
rafe whistled as he entered the house, content that the deal he'd been working on for the past few weeks had been finalized. after restless nights and never ending meetings, that led him to spend less and less time with his family, he was finally catching a break.
"honey, i'm home!" he yelled from the living room as he didn't hear your approaching steps. weird.
"where have you been?" rafe jumped slightly, not having noticed james standing in the kitchen with his arms crossed.
"this isn't how you talk to your father, boy." rafe rolled his eyes, hand reaching for a glass of water but his son was quicker and snatched it away from him. rafe furrowed his eyebrows.
"answer my question first." james insisted, icy eyes challenging his fathers'. he had always been stubborn and headstrong, but he was never like this.
"i've been at the company, james." rafe clenched his jaw. the last thing he wanted was to argue with his son.
"then, why couldn't mom reach out?" he pressed, not satisfied with the reply he got "and why the fuck did your assistant answer your private phone, dad?" he spat out the last sentence.
"watch your mouth, james." rafe gave him a warning, he wouldn't tolerate this kind of attitude.
"or what?" james istigated him, a sarcastic smile plastered across his face. he was fed up, every afternoon when he got back from training he would find you sitting on the couch watching the tv absentmindedly, eyes swollen and red but you'd force a smile and pretend that everything was alright. it was not, though.
"god, what's going on?" you rushed down the stairs to separate them. "colin, come downstairs!" you wouldn't be able to calm them down all by yourself.
"mum, stop taking his side!" james protested, visibly angry "he's cheating on you!"
rafe froze on the spot, glass shattered on the ground. "what?"
you casted your eyes down, holding back tears.
"what did you say?" rafe almost stuttered as he looked back and forth, trying to read your expression. "are you insane? im not cheating on your mom!"
you could hear rafe mumble a few curses under his breath. you looked up searching for any signs of lies but he seemed sincere.
"why didn't you call me, rafe?" you took a step closer, letting him hold your smaller face in his hands.
rafe pulled out a unrecognizable broken phone out of his pocket "well, someone ran over my cellphone with a car and my assistant fetched me a new one. this is why she was the one answering your call, james."
james hummed but didn't look slightly apologetic. his dad deserved that for being an asshole.
"im sorry if i made you think otherwise. i would never even think of touching another woman." rafe whispered against your lips.
"stop being gross." james pretended to gag but he was wearing a relieved smile now.
"what did i miss?" colin entered the kitchen, confused and with his nap hair.
