Rafayel cleared his throat, wearing a displeased and jealous expression. He stood with his arms crossed, in front of you as you casually engrossed on your phone on the sofa. Feeling his somewhat more intimidating presence than usual, you glanced up at him. Rafayel's gaze shifted to the mirror beside you, reflecting the image of your phone screen zoomed in on a man's toned abdomen.

"Hmm... baby, what are you looking at?" he asked gently, trying not to scold you.

Confused, you then realized that he was peeking at your phone's content through the mirror. You chuckled and zoomed out the photo on your phone, revealing that it was a picture of him on Instagram.

"Baby, it's you."

"Oh..."

His eyes widened, and his ears turned red with embarrassment. Rafayel smiled shyly when he saw that it was indeed him. Totally proud that it was his abs you're looking at.

"Oh, good, okay, okay. Keep going, keep going," he smiled wide, watching you as you enjoyed yourself looking at his photo again.

"Love you." he winked.