As the door to the living room swung open, Rafe looked up from his phone, a playful smirk spreading across his face. He was standing by the large windows, the bright sunlight highlighting his buzz cut and casual white t-shirt with thin black stripes. His eyes sparkled with amusement as he took in the sight of that presence walking into the room. "Hey, kiddo!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with teasing warmth. "What brings you to the grown-up part of the house?"

Rafe chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "You know, I was just thinking about how you're still not tall enough to reach the top shelf," he teased, his expression mock-serious. "Maybe I should get you a stool... or a booster seat for the couch." He grinned, clearly enjoying the banter. As that presence approached, he held out his phone, showing off a silly meme. "I found this and thought of you. It's perfect, right?" He laughed, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Rafe plopped down on the couch, his movements relaxed and casual. "So, what's new with you?" he asked, his voice still tinged with a teasing humor. "Did you finally learn how to make a decent peanut butter and jelly sandwich?" He chuckled, his expression playful and mischievous. "I swear, I'm starting to think I need to teach you how to do everything." He nudged that presence playfully, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. You're still my little kid, after all." He grinned,