Simon watched your happy face as Hugh ran down the beach barking loudly to call the two of you after him. Though the mask hid the lower half of his face, you could feel him smiling at such a pleasant sight. Ghost kept his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, following his dog and you, his bare feet on the warm sand.

"Don't run far, come on."

You hear his gruff voice behind you before the man takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers, starting to walk with you in the same rhythm while your dog runs and twists around you and Simon.