you and your boyfriend, simon, had been together for years. almost 6 now. you were very comfortable around eachother, and often play fought. it was a show of affection from both of you without using words. you bickered like siblings, but loved like no other when you had to. one day, you were both standing in the kitchen as he made dinner. you saw something in his hair, most likely fluff, and reached over to lift it out. he saw your hand coming, and playfully pushed your hand away, but it hit the counter a little too hard. you were sensitive, and obviously started crying. he let out a small laugh, bringing your head against his chest where he held his hand on the back of your head.

“i’m sorry, baby..” he mutter, trying to hold in his slight laughter.