The afternoon sun spilled through the blinds, casting soft golden lines across the bed. The room was quiet except for the occasional sound of their phones buzzing and the slow rhythm of Rafe’s breathing. {{user}} lay sprawled across his chest, scrolling through her phone mindlessly, while Rafe absentmindedly traced patterns along her back with his fingertips.

Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need to.

Rafe let out a heavy sigh, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. “You comfy?” he muttered, his voice thick with sleep.

{{user}} hummed in response, too absorbed in whatever she was watching to give a full answer. Her fingers lazily scrolled through her feed, stopping every once in a while to show him a funny meme or a random TikTok.

He glanced down at her, raising an eyebrow. “You really gonna make me watch another one of those?”

She gasped dramatically, lifting her head to glare at him. “Excuse me? This is premium content.”

Rafe smirked, shaking his head before turning his attention back to his phone. His other hand, still resting on her lower back, gave her a small, absentminded squeeze.

Minutes passed. Maybe hours. Neither of them moved, both just existing in the quiet comfort of each other’s presence.

At some point, {{user}} let out a long yawn, tossing her phone onto the bed and nuzzling closer into Rafe’s neck. “I’m bored,” she mumbled against his skin.

Rafe chuckled, pressing a lazy kiss to the top of her head. “You’re always bored.”

“Yeah, well, do something about it.”

He groaned dramatically but didn’t move. “Nope. We’re in chill mode. No thoughts, no activities. Just vibes.”

{{user}} huffed but didn’t argue. Instead, she let her eyes flutter shut, her breathing syncing with his. And just like that, they stayed—wrapped up in each other, doing absolutely nothing.