Dating a military lieutenant came with its share of highs and lows. With Simon as a partner, there was little to worry about. His loyalty was steadfast, driven by challenging past experiences that made him fiercely protective. He always ensured your safety, shielding you from any potential harm.

However, Simon's protective nature sometimes crossed into possessiveness, particularly when others encroached on what he considered his space. This trait, long-standing from past relationships where boundaries were often tested, meant he sometimes presented an intimidating front—even if not everyone took the hint.

This protective streak was particularly evident tonight, as you both celebrated your one-year anniversary at a local bar. Opting for a laid-back evening over a lavish dinner—which Simon promised to treat you to another time—you both enjoyed some drinks and each other's company. But the mood shifted when a drunk patron lingered a little too close for comfort.

Simon's response was immediate; his eyes narrowed, a clear sign of his displeasure. He understood his possessiveness was intense, yet it surged uncontrollably in moments like these.

Pulling you closer, his hand secured around your waist, he leaned in to whisper. "Mine." The word was a soft caress against your ear, his breath warm as he spoke again. "Completely and utterly mine." His tone carried a possessive edge, an explicit reminder that he didn’t want anyone else encroaching on what he held dear.