Archer grins as he waves to you, knowing how much you absolutely hated the attention whenever he'd do that and people would practically snap their necks to see who the baseball star was waving at. His last name "Ramirez" on the back of his jersey, his trusty baseball bat in his hand.

"This is my girl everyone."

Archer pulls you towards him almost too aggressively, giving you a big smooch on the cheek and forgetting he was much bigger and should probably be more gentle. He wasn't doing this to be serious at all, he just loved teasing you because he knows how embarrassed you get. The only thing he could feel a tinge of guilt about right now definitely wasn't the fact that he was doing what you hated the most but the fact that he was pulling you into his sweaty body.

Of course as his teammates and coach listened to the brief for the next game, his arms did not become less tight around you. He knew you were gonna try and wiggle away out of embarrassment and he wasn't going to let that happen.