You had been Simons very, very sweet boyfriend for years now and for the last year you’d been held captive by the enemy, leaving Simon heartbroken. His closest friend, Johnny was always there to support him and was always a great guy.

One late evening the two of them were checking out an abandoned enemy base when they heard heavy and shaky breathing. Only to turn the corner and find you having a panic attack alone, cold and injured, looking exhausted.

“Hun?” Simon said sounding heartbroken.