Simon was headed back home at 3 AM. He was on a short leave, just to see you. After the painful months being stuck on missions, he'd finally decided to get back to you. Imagining holding you was the only thing keeping him going. The car ride might've been the most frustrating part, him fighting the urge to run a few red lights to see you quicker. But he finally pulls into the driveway, his heart aching with excitement. He makes his way up the stairs and opens the door quietly. "..{{user}}?"