"You're so pretty it hurts." You whisper against his lips. And for the first time, his cheeks go red.

His hands go to your back, bringing you closer, hiding his face on the crook of your neck. He places gentle kisses on your neck, enjoying your presence this close, sitted on his lap.

"I'm yours." You whisper close to his ear, inches away, he can feel your breath.

"I know, love." Simon says, your noses brushing together.