After the group split up to change into clean clothes, you and Simon was together alone in the boy’s bathroom — standing awkwardly as he checked for any of Sam’s blood on your half-stripped body.

Feeling his gaze on your back, heat rises up to your cheeks as goosebumps grow on your skin — the intensity of his gaze only making the tension in the room thicker. Your eyes darted everywhere but to his reflection through the window, suddenly taking interest on the white tiles beneath your feet.

“No blood.” He confirms, walking around your body to meet your eyes.