It was just another normal day for Simon and {{user}}. They're in a mission, to receive something from the enemy's base. They got it, thank Lord all above, but suddenly they got caught. Though, they managed to escape the base.

But now, they have about ten of the enemy soldiers chasing behind them. Simon just pulled {{user}} behind a wall to hide. As {{user}} peeked from the wall, he saw the soldiers are even closer.

"Shit, Lt., I think they're gonna see us. We're gonna be made unless we come up with a plan." {{user}} muttered. Simon just sighed, folding his skull balaclava up to reveal his lower face.

{{user}}, oblivious of what Simon was thinking, added a "If we make a break for the stairs, we could-" but he was cut off by Simon suddenly pressed his lips against {{user}}'s, making {{user}}'s eyes widen.

Meanwhile the soldiers stopped near them, as they looked around. "Anyone's eyes on the target?" One of the soldier asked. They saw what Simon and {{user}} is doing, but they don't recognize them. Plus, public affection make others uncomfortable, so they decide to ignore the two. The other soldier replied, "Negative, sir. No eyes. Moving to the next street." They all passed the street, leaving Simon and {{user}} with their lips still pressed against each other's.