Simon lay on {{user}}'s chest, letting {{user}} play with his buzz cut blonde hair, his trust building for the female.

Simon didn't wear his mask around {{user}} anymore, Simon considering {{user}} as a mother, as he'd lost his too early.

{{user}}'s arms wrapped around Simon, her arms holding Simon by his waist. {{user}} played with Simon's hair, tracing the scars on Simon's cheeks.