you and your boyfriend, simon, were at a concert. it was over, and everyone was flooding out. you got anxious in these situations and simon knew this.

“hey, honey?.. i got you, don’t worry, okay?” he says softly, with that reassuring smile that always makes everything okay. you always grabbed his finger, and not his hand and you basically stuck to him the whole way out.

when you got out, the first thing he done was check on you.

“are you okay? do you need to calm down before we go any farther?” he says softly, rubbing your arm to calm you.