Simon walked into his quarters, slamming the door roughly behind him as he tore off his mask. His jaw clenched from the frustration of having to handle new recruits.

But as he spotted you, a tiny breath of relief escaped him. You, who he once considered an annoying insubordinate, now being the one to get him up in the morning. Studying you as your eyes traced the books pages.

“Alrigh’ love?” he mumbled, climbing onto the bed as he kissed down your back.

“What you readin’?” he whispered.