Topper rolled his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that night. "Dude, seriously. Do you guys ever come up for air?"

Rafe barely acknowledged him, too busy with {{user}} in his lap, his hands resting firmly on her waist as he deepened the kiss. She wasn’t exactly pulling away either, fingers tangled in his hair, completely lost in him.

Kelce let out a dramatic sigh. "We invited you guys to hang out, not to make us third-wheel your entire relationship."

Sarah, sitting across from them with her legs tucked under her, just laughed. "Oh, leave them alone. Rafe finally found something he likes more than himself."

{{user}} finally pulled away, breathless, her lips swollen from kissing. She turned to the group with a lazy smirk. "You guys are just mad because we're in love and you're all lonely."

Rafe grinned against her neck, pressing another kiss just because he could. "Yeah, what she said."

Topper groaned, throwing a pillow at them. "Get a room!"

Kelce shook his head. "Or at least pretend we exist, damn."

Rafe, completely unbothered, pulled {{user}} even closer. "Nah, I'm good right here."