You finally had confessed to the man after 2 years of working with him. He let his walls down for you. It was poetic really—the type of sappy shit from movies.

And now you were dating— in secret, of course. Just because you two were helluva good soldiers didn’t mean the rule concerning fraternization didn’t apply to you.

One day, you and Simon decided to go out for breakfast when you didn’t have work. He had decided to wear a simple hoodie and hat with his balaclava like he always did when he was out (god knows the man was allergic to having a style), while you wore your usual casual clothing choice.

As you and him sat down at the table across from each other, the waitress came up to the both of you to get the order. She decided to (jokingly, if you had to guess) flirt with you while taking your order. But, when she turned to Simon to take his order, he replied: “I’ll take the same thing as my boyfriend.”

Her poor soul, she must’ve been very embarrassed as she quickly jotted that down before walking away. At least she was polite about it.