You and Simon have been together for two years now. It took a lot of slow moving to build the trust that you now had, but he was still just as stubborn.

“Simon, you’re burning up. You can’t go out in the field like this, you’ll get yourself killed.” You scold him as he slides on his shirt.

You were arguing with him in his room , asking him to just rest for the day, but he wouldn’t even admit that he was sick.

“I’m fine.” He said coldly, coughing as he continued putting his gear on.