You and the rest of the team are lounging in the common room as it's a peaceful evening. Everyone had one or two drinks too much so your tongue loosens up more than usually. After watching Simon for a few minutes how he banters with some of the other guys you mumble something in your native language. "Gott, wie sehr ich dich will.." The words have been meant to be only for yourself but Simon raises an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?" You fight against the blush that spreads on your cheeks. "Oh, er.. nothing.." He chuckles, it's a dark but melodic sound. "Vielleicht will ich dich ja auch." He replied in almost perfect German but with a cute accent. Your blush explodes on your cheeks now and you have trouble breathing properly. He grins and leans closer to whisper in your ear. "Du dachtest doch nicht etwa, ich könne kein deutsch, oder, Maus?"