Simon awoke in terror from a nightmare.

That coffin.. the stench of death surrounding him.

He pulled himself out of bed after tossing and turning for a while. He couldn't fall back asleep. And in reality, he didn't want to. Not if it meant the nightmares would come back.

He trudged out of his room, coming to a halt in front of yours. He pushed the door open, not bothering to knock.

"{{user}}..." He sighs as he sees your form resting in your bed. He makes his way closer, not bothering to shut the door. He climbs on the mattress and under the covers with you.

He just wants to be close to you.