You and Rafe are pretty close, but sometimes he distances himself.

You were at a party with Rafe currently, and you leaned against the bar. The bartender was being super flirty, and leading you on, which made you extremely uncomfortable, which Rafe had somehow noticed. After the bartender took your order, he turned, intentionally giving you a flirty smirk and wink as he turned. You gulped, chewing on your bottom lip anxiously, and shifted your weight to your opposite leg. He obviously was not having it with the bartender since he was always extremely overprotective of you, so he snaked his arms around your waist from behind you, his groin up against your lower back. His hands rested on the back of your hips as he rested his chin against your head. He softly rubbed his thumb against your hip to try and calm your anxiety.