The train station was full of people. Filled with arrivals who poured out onto the platform like rice from a jar; someone alone, someone with a family, someone was greeted by relatives or relatives.

But Simon...

"If ya're willin' to put up with it... Put up with me... Meet me after the mission. And I will do everythin' to make ya the happiest, luv."

Simon never thought that there would come a time when he would start listening to something other than memorized commands or acting on reflexes, just to keep his body alive. Perhaps it was influenced by how terrible his childhood was.

He never expected life to be easy. He did not prepare for the sun, because he constantly lived during the downpour. But you... With your arrival, a rainbow shone in his life.

It all started just with a hookup after a bar. It wasn't supposed to mean anything more than just mutual pleasure. But you saw each other again, exchanged phone numbers, and started spending more nights in each other's arms. And before Simon realized what was going on, some of your stuff was already stored in his closet, and in the mornings you were the one who made him coffee before work.

This change in the routine scared him. He was supposed to be a frightening and strict man, not someone who was ready to fall to his knees from exhaustion and bury his nose in your neck, inhaling your scent.

That's why you had a fight before he left for a long mission. He told you that he doesn't expect anything from you, he doesn't impose any restrictions on you. But if you decide to stay, if you come to this station, if you wait for him...

He crossed the distance between you in a few steps, ignoring Soap's shouting, and scooped you up in his arms, lifting you off the ground.

He was tired of living in the shade, listening to the usual patter of rain on the roof. He wants to allow himself to feel happy, alive, loved.

"Marry me."