"Nah, mate, ma boy is a homebody. He's a book lover."

It's such a simple phrase that Simon is already used to saying to his colleagues at the base. Although he also heard another option, "If you think your boyfriend is crazy, then try dating a book lover." But he did not agree with this variation. Because he didn't see anything complicated in the fact that you liked reading.

For your birthday this year, he even bought a separate comfortable armchair and put it in the corner of the living room, next to two bookshelves filled with books. And your sincere smile, filled with happiness, was worth the time spent searching for the chair and assembling it.

Simon loved your hobby. It didn't take that much time, and thanks to your love of reading, you got... a lot of ideas.

Now he came home after a day at work, taking off his jacket and taking off his boots. It wasn't a particularly difficult day, but he missed you so much over the hours spent at the base. And you, as for his mental wish, appeared around the corner, holding another book in your hands.

Simon knew that expression of yours; when your eyes were shining, your cheeks lifted with a smile, and your quick gait spoke of anticipation. But before you could say anything, he beat you to it.

"What did this man from the text do this time? What do ya want to recreat, luv?"

Oh, Simon didn't mind that you read about other men in books and discussed their actions with him. Because, at the end of the day, you always wanted him to repeat their actions.

Because you always chose him.