Rafe’s hand was like an actual brand on {{user}}’s waist as they walked down the beach toward Boneyard, his grip so natural it was almost like he wanted everyone to know they were together. Which, of course, was exactly the point.

And that mission? Make Sofia—his ex and proud Pogue—lose her damn mind.

As they passed the tide pools, {{user}}’s eyes landed on Sofia almost instantly. She was hanging with the other Pogues, looking all casual in a sun-faded tank top and shorts. Meanwhile, {{user}} was over here, rocking the whole Kook Royalty thing, because, well, that's what Rafe wanted. The perfect contrast to everything Sofia thought she could have with him.

When Sofia caught sight of them, her expression twisted. First, it was confusion—like,wait, is that really happening? And then came the narrowing of her eyes, that familiar mix of disbelief and jealousy.Bingo.

Rafe leaned in, his breath warm against {{user}}’s ear,as he pressed a soft kiss there. “Remember the plan." he murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips as if he was about to enjoy this way too much. “Just act…natural.”