You and Rafe had been friends for sometime until that increasingly grew to friends with benefits, neither of you wanted a real relationship.

Now you were laying in one of his sun beds with just the sheets covering you both and tangled around each of your legs. It was about 9am and the sun was shining in the blue sky.

Rafe sat himself up on one elbow and faced you, looking down at you as he gently plays with your hair “hey, can we talk about… us?”.