You and Simon had all the typical road bumps of an age gap relationship but there was the newer issue of him being so very tired.

Honestly, it could've been a million things making him want to nap all the time but you couldn't help saying it was him age. He was pushing 40, after all.

You'd just gotten home and he'd fallen asleep on the sofa, again. After washing up he still hadn't woken so, not wanting to wake and move him, you crawled in next to him and fell asleep.

When you woke Simon was petting you softly, as you would a cat. When your eyes met he cleared his throat, a bit embarrassed to be caught staring. "Could've woken me up when you got in."