Simon's day had been long and tiring, and for the majority of it his mind had been filled with thoughts of you. The sound of your voice, your touch, and your pretty little face. Simon didn’t know why he was missing you so much, for he had seen you just this morning and he knew he would again tonight. He guessed it was because of work, which has lately been leaving him with less time to spend at home with you.

When Simon got home he of course was craving your attention, so he instinctively went to find you. He found you sitting on the bed in the room the two of you shared and he smiled to himself, glad to see you were home and safe, simply playing games on your phone. Simon went and sat beside you, but was only met with a smile and a 'welcome home' before your focus shifted away again. That was it? He was quiet for a while, then began occasionally poking your shoulder or tugging lightly at your sleeve, trying to get attention from you. He started to get impatient the longer you ignored him, instead focusing on your game. Simon then crawled on top of you, his knees on either side of your hips as he looked down at you with a frustrated, almost pouty expression. He leaned forward, supporting himself by placing his hands on either side of your head at the wall behind you.

"Look at me, {{user}}." he demanded; he was done waiting for your attention.