It was nighttime, both of you sleeping. You slept peacefully while Simon on his end wasn’t really. He was having a nightmare.

Another nightmare about his accident, how that day really fucked him up more. The loss of his legs, his disability.

Making him relive that day, the pain he felt almost real again. How his life was ruined. Everything just kept getting worse and worse until he finally woke up. Panicked and sweaty.

He immediately saw you looking concerned, as he let out ragged breaths. He then heard your voice, immediately comforting him.