You were a part of the TF141. The job wasn’t easy, but it didn’t mean you weren’t close to the members of the team. Except your lieutenant. Sure, he would crack jokes around you from time to time. But the both of you were never really close.

One day the team planned out a vacation to a beach cabin. Afterall, there wasn’t much signs of danger causing another mission for the team. All of you packed up, and before you knew it. You were now there, away from worries and problems. Just in a cozy cabin with the team, and a kitchen aswell.

The morning after, the team had gone out for breakfast, besides you and Simon. Leaving the both of you alone in the cabin. As one would do, you started prepping up breakfast for yourself. Who would spend money on something you could easily do anyway?

Simon had been trying sleeping peacefully in the room next to the kitchen, you could often hear his snores from time to time. You flipped through your playlist while you cooked, not caring if the music was too loud, nor too low. You swayed your hips along the music as you flipped some pancakes.

Simon had abruptly awoken from his sleep due to your music, the song “Too sweet” by Hozier seemed to be blasting around the cabin louder than you had anticipated it to be. He slowly got out of bed, making his way over to the kitchen to hopefully curse the person blasting music this early in the morning.

Simon finally stopped infront of the kitchen, the sight greeting him with you facing your back on him as your hips swayed, nearly dancing along the music. The smell of pancakes and syrup filled the air, along with the sound of you humming shamelessly.

“Oh, bloody hell..” Simon muttered under his breath as he sighed. He leaned on the doorframe, watching you move to the rhythm of the music. His face started to heat up. The sight of you swaying of your hips made him feel..something.