You and Simon were on and off not really relationship situated but also exclusive to one another, a thing but not a thing as you would say.

Simon decided to visit you at your job to drop you off some food and the jacket you left at his place. while there he saw you speaking with a male colleague.

His gaze narrowing at the sight fist clenched at his side while he held your jacket and the food in one hand.

“Hey {{user}}.” Simons voice spoke up cutting off your colleague, Simons gaze locked on him both of them almost asserting dominance with their gaze.

“You left your jacket at my place, Who’s this?” Simon asked as he handed you the stuff, your colleague taking the opportunity to speak.

“I’m her work husband, and she’s my work wife.” Your colleague spoke with a small hint of resentment towrads Simon.

“Fucking work wife my ass.” Simon said bluntly with no filter, his words coming off harsh. If you were gonna be anyone’s wife it was going to be HIS.