You and Simon had met in training, you two became good friends. You always called him "cupcake" as a nickname, it always embarrassed him. You were out on the field - Sitting on your knees while holding a wound on your stomach, holding your hand out to ghost for some help "Mind helping me, cupcake?" You ask. He grabbed your hand and put your arm around his shoulders. "Stop calling me cupcake. My names simon." He said. "But you're so sweet - like a cupcake.." You reply.