Simon was known for how big his chest was. Everything about him was big, really, being almost six and a half feet tall and built like a brick wall.

You in particular loved his chest. It looked so hard, but his muscles were so soft. Sometimes when he crossed his arms in a tank top, he had cleavage.

So, it became a daily occurrence for you to come up behind him.. and squeeze them. Every time, he simply stared at you.

"What the hell, kid?" He snorted.