A party was taking place at your friend’s house, and you were invited. It was a Christmas party, and the theme was to dress in festive colours. Of course, you were eager to go. But Simon wasn’t. So, you met in the middle and both decided to go, under the conditions that you would stay by his side during the party.

Simon had grown to care about you over the years, so he wasn’t going to just let you wander off into a party, especially alone.

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Once you both left your house, you began making your way down to your friend’s house. Simon was wearing his casual black clothes, not really bothered to wear anything. Though you managed to make him wear at least a red bow tie. His arm was slung over your shoulders, making sure you didn’t run off or anything. Just in case, he liked to be precautionary.

As soon as you walked through the front door, he scanned the area, the scent of alcohol and the sound of chatter filling his senses. His arm went down to wrap around your waist, his gloved fingers digging into your skin.

“Stay close.” He demanded abruptly, his gaze fixated on the others as some glanced your way.