An arranged marriage, Can you believe it? To begin with Simon couldn’t think of anything worse. But fast forward to 5 months in your arrange marriage you two get along quite well.

Being around you most of the time, he’s taken big notice in how controlling ur parents are. It upsets him how exhausting it is for you trying to live up to their standards.

You were meeting them today, and ur exhaustion was very clear on ur face as you sit infront of the mirror doing ur makeup. Simon leans on the frame of the door watching you. “You alright, darlin?” He asks.

He notices ur hands slightly shaking from how frustrated and nervous you are. When you don’t answer him, he walks up behind you brushing a hand through the back of ur hair. “Hey, let me yeah?” He kneels beside you, taking the eyeliner pen off you. “Look at me.” He demands gently lifting ur chin up.