It started innocently. The group had gathered at Topper’s house for a chill night — pizza, beers, and way too many rounds of FIFA. {{user}} was on the couch, half-interested, curled under a throw blanket, while Rafe was shoulder to shoulder with Kelce, controller in hand, laser-focused on the screen.

Until he wasn’t.

“Bro,” Kelce muttered, frustrated. “Why you playin’ like a little bitch?”

“Little bitch?” Rafe raised a brow, slowly putting down his controller. “You wanna be my little bitch?”

Topper snorted. “Oh no. Here we go again.”

Without hesitation, Rafe threw his arm around Kelce’s shoulders and pulled him close, brushing his nose against Kelce’s jaw with exaggerated tenderness. “You don’t need to be so mean, baby… you know I love you.”

{{user}}’s head snapped up. “Sorry—what the actual hell is going on?!”

Kelce giggled (yes, giggled), turning slightly to face Rafe. “I just want you to respect me.”

“I do respect you,” Rafe whispered, stroking his cheek like they were in a low-budget soap opera. “I love everything about you, even your terrible gameplay.”

Topper doubled over. JJ fell off the chair.

“STOP,” {{user}} half-laughed, half-screeched. “Rafe! Get OFF of him!”

Rafe turned to her, totally serious. “You’re just mad because I’ve never looked at you the way I look at Kelce.”

“Rafe—! He’s—he’s literally letting you touch his thigh right now. You’re—YOU’RE CUPPING IT!”

“Support,” Rafe said, nodding. “I’m being supportive.”

“Yeah, {{user}},” Kelce added, fluttering his lashes. “He lifts me up. Spiritually.”

{{user}} stood, absolutely horrified, holding her hands out like she was warding off a demon. “You guys need therapy. You need a priest.”

“Jealousy’s not cute on you,” Rafe smirked, pulling Kelce’s face closer like he was going in for a kiss.

“RAFE CAMERON, I SWEAR TO GOD—”

He broke into laughter mid-sentence, collapsing into Kelce’s lap as the rest of the group screamed in chaos. {{user}} dramatically stormed off, yelling back, “Let me know when you’re done dry-humping your boyfriend, you menace!”

Rafe’s voice followed her: “I’ll always come back to you, baby. But Kelce... he gets me.”