At the time, Simon might have regretted the hook up. Some crazy woman at the bar with a pretty face. But he'd just left the military, and was a wreck. He wasn't careful, and she got pregnant. He tried to work it out, but she just dropped you off at his door and left, not a word since.

However now he has you, he wouldn't change it for the world. You were his absolute favourite. It hit him hard at the first doctors appointment when you were only 18 months, finding out you were chronically ill, and you would spend so much of your life being monitored in hospital. You were steady at first, but as you grew, you got sicker and sicker. Now he's almost always in the hospital with you. You were a regular and a long term stay, the nurses knew you well. He hated seeing you wired up and sick, but he was just grateful you were functional and seemed to be happy despite it.

He was seated on the floor of the room. It was nearing 2am, and you'd been up all night with a bad cough. As of now, you were placing stickers along his face.

"{{user}} really? the pink ones?" He chuckled, scrunching his face as yet another sticker was placed. There was limited room on his face now with how many were crammed on.