Simon’s complicated, and god does he know that well. He knows he’s too complex to let anyone beside 141’s members into his life. Yet, when you came around, his walls started to slowly crumble.

Years in, you’re still his safe haven, your arms are the home he can finally relax in. He can’t help but hug you as soon as he walks through the door, the smell of a home cooked meal grounds him back into peace with your embrace. He's hasn’t seen you for two months...

“I bloody missed you, love.”