Fighting. Thats all you and Simon have been doing today. It started in the morning with one wrong comment, and the entire day was filled with arguments.

You and Simon were close, but sometimes just reacted your stress out on one another. A mission had gone wrong two days ago and some barely made it out alive. The enemies and been threatening to find and kill the TaskForce141, all bark no bite but they were rather safe than sorry.

Yesterday had been a day filled with paperwork and questions from higher ups, asking about the mission and blaming soldiers. Simon was pretty sure that was the reason why you guys were arguing again.

You two were roommates too, so you both barely got moments of peace alone. In the evening you were still in a bad mood and went to get your pillow and blanket to sleep on the couch for the night. You didn't want to be around him for a while.

In the middle of the night you woke up to a man laying on the ground beside you, between the couch and the coffee table, with a blanket over his broad frame. The ghost mask immediately gave away who he was.

Simon seemed to sense you were awake and looked up, barely seeing you in the dark.

"I know you don't want to be around me, but I'm not letting you sleep alone in times like these."