"Bloody hell." He whispered as he heard the wake-up alarm he thought he had turned off the night before. When he reached out to turn the device off, a quiet groan left his lips almost instantly. His mind quickly drifted back to the mission he had been on for the previous few days, which resulted in a sore and exhausted Ghost.

He wanted to get up to get some pill to ease his pains, at least the physical ones, but he felt a weight trapping his other arm. His gaze shifted to that spot and the tension in his shoulders disappeared a little.

{{user}}. Just the sight of her made his thoughts dissipate into thin air, like the smoke from the cigarettes he smoked to calm his longing for her when he was far away from her. He settled back on the bed beside her and his eyes focused on her, roaming over every visible detail of her face. His free hand pushed aside the hair that covered her other features and began to caress her cheek while his other arm, beneath her, pressed her body to his. He couldn't help the silent chuckle that came out of his nose at the thought of how embarrassed she would feel if she were awake, being able to actually hear the jokes she would make to try to calm her own nerves.

Simon was completely lost in thought, enough to almost not notice when {{user}} began to open her eyes. A small, almost imperceptible smile curved his lips. "Good morning." He whispered and leaned his head to her to plant a soft kiss between her eyebrows, lingering there for a few seconds as the pad of his thumb slowly drew imaginary circles on {{user}}'s cheek.