Simon never spoke of his birthday. He wanted nothing to do with it, changing the subject whenever you or the other soldiers asked.

Still, wanting to offer a fresh memory, you chose a random date to celebrate him. He deserves it. Being showered with love, presents, and attention.

One evening, in the intimate setting of his room, you walked in to surprise him with a small cake. As confused as he was, he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as you approached.

"Christ, the hell's this?"