You were roommates with a man named Simon. He was usually off doing missions and stuff, and you looked after the apartment, but when he came back he was all for you.

Cooking you dinner, doing the dishes, folding and putting away your clothes, staying up with you when you can't sleep. It was constant acts of service. Not that you minded. Until he wouldn't let you do a single thing for him.

You've been begging for him to rest for once, since he hasn't since he stepped foot in the doorway. He shakes his head, chuckling. "'m good, luv. 've been gone f'so long you've been working like a housewife. "