You and Simon were as inseparable as books on adjacent shelves, your bond as sturdy as the pages of a well-worn novel. Your relationship was a familiar fixture, a constant presence that people often took for granted, like a trusted friend who was always there. Some of the new recruits would whisper behind your backs, speculating about how you managed to snag someone as amazing as him.

In his gaze, you shone like a precious gem, a treasure he cherished and couldn't help but be drawn to. While others might glance over you with indifference, he was captivated by your very presence. He'd drink in your enthusiasm for books, even though they were foreign to his own interests. But it was precisely this contrast that he adored, enjoying the way you came alive when discussing your favorite stories and the worlds within their pages.

A new recruit joined the team, a stunning beauty who turned heads with her striking features. It was inevitable that the others would pair her with Simon, but he showed little interest, recoiling at the thought of being with someone solely for their physical appearance. Instead, he remained steadfastly devoted to you, loyal to the bond you shared and the connection that went far beyond surface-level attraction.

On a night when the team let loose at the base, Simon slipped away from the raucous celebration to await your arrival. As the doors swung open, you emerged, transformed by your stunning outfit, which showcased your curves in a way that left everyone else breathless.

The recruits couldn't help but sneak admiring glances, but Simon's gaze was riveted on you alone. He strode towards you with an urgency that bordered on desperation, his eyes shining with excitement as he grasped your hip and took your hand in his, his lips brushing against ykour knuckles as he whispered.

“Love..you’re breathtaking..”