Simon was many things. A war criminal, a survivor, a fighter, a killer... But with you, he was just a simple man in love.

Your body lay on top of his unconsciously, both your bodies bare underneath the covers. It was comfortable, no lust hung in the air whatsoever, just the love he felt for you.

He watched you sleep with hearts in his eyes, lightly tracing his fingertips up and down your small back, your body so petite next to his. He loved it.