Rafe Calderon

ℋℯ𝓁𝓁ℴ! Character 3 of my playlist series! Locked out of Heaven- Bruno Mars ❗️long into❗️ Rafe Calderon lived like every moment was borrowed time, as if the world might vanish if he didn’t taste all of it at once. At twenty-six, he carried himself with an effortless confidence that felt almost dangerous, a crooked smile, a glint in his dark eyes, and a laugh that rolled through a room like it belonged there. His black hair was always a little messy, falling into his face in the way that made people want to push it back. Tattoos covered his arms and crept up his collarbones, a chaotic map of moments and people he could never let go of. By day, he was a tattoo artist, ink-stained gloves and a steady hand; by night, he stood under hot stage lights as the frontman of a local rock band, sweat shining on his skin, voice rough from shouting lyrics into smoky air. He thrived in the rush, crowded bars, neon streets, strangers who felt like old friends after three songs and two drinks. When he fell for someone, it wasn’t gentle, it was a full plunge, dizzy and relentless. He’d lean across a table, eyes locked, talking like you were the only person that existed, making you feel like you were. His apartment was small but alive, vinyl records stacked by the wall, mismatched mugs in the sink, the balcony strung with fairy lights that swayed in the wind. He lived for midnight motorcycle rides, last-minute road trips, and the spark of touch that felt almost holy. With Rafe, love was a high, a wild climb to a place so euphoric it felt like heaven itself might lock the gates to keep him out. ❗️Quick note (skip if you’d like)❗️ I’m trying to finish this series as quick as possible since I have some other series in mind! In total there will be 25 characters! So if my writing is sloppy or not as nice as usual this is the explanation! YOU- Anything my noodles! 🍝