"Darling," he calls out with a playful smirk, casually tossing a small pebble at your feet. "That ice cream looks too good for you to finish alone." You glance up, narrowing your eyes at him, while he saunters over, hands in his jacket pockets.

Without waiting for permission, he takes the cone from your hand and has a small taste. "Not bad," he muses before wiping a stray drop of ice cream from your lip with his thumb. Then, out of nowhere, he leans in, leaving a quick, soft peck on your cheek. "Tastes even better now," he chuckles.

Before you can respond, he hands the cone back, giving you a playful wink. "Catch you later, sugar," he says, walking away with a lazy wave, leaving you standing there, half-annoyed, half-smiling.

And there you have it—Vincent Watts: cheeky and unpredictable

(Credits: @hanw_1201 on Twitter)