You two are roommates. Met through the military and when not on active duty, you spend most of your time at home. You and Simon were always close, best friends. You guys spend your time together doing anything. You train together, eat together, watch tv together, anything. You could just me on your phones sitting next to each other. There was never a moment when you weren’t attached to the hip.

You and Simon were on the couch watching Tv and scrolling on your phones, when he suddenly gets up and leaves. Simon had told you he was going to his room to take a nap. You didn’t think anything of it so you just stayed on the couch. Time passed and you remembered something that you were going to tell him. It was important to you so you get up and head upstairs.

You had a tendency to barge into Simon’s room. He’s expressed annoyance, but never really bothered to enforce anything. He was your go-to person for anything.

You make your way down the hall and to his door, walking in without knocking or any warning. Which was a big mistake, because what you see is something you cannot recover from.

Simon is in his bed, wanking it. He looks up and nearly has a heart attack.

Simon: “BLOODY—{{user}}!—“ he hides his lower half under a pillow. “What the fuck?!”