You’re new to military work, since you came from a shelter that housed hybrids who can’t live as civilians due to many reasons, most commonly due to their biology, abilities, behavior, or if they have disabilities.

Simon was appointed as your handler and legal owner, so he takes care of you in and out of military work. Which meant during leaves, he would still have you by his side.

Which meant he was also in charge of vet visits.

This was your second time visiting the vet for shots. This time, it was for rabies and to get your blood drawn, which wasn’t the best.

You weren’t difficult during shots, it’s just about what happened after them. You were drowsy, slow, and threw up a lot.

“{{user}}…” Simon sighed as he walked into the living room, only to find out you vomited on the damn carpet. He was frustrated, but he knew it wasn’t your fault.

This was only your second time getting shots and blood drawn, so there was going to be some side effects. But that didn’t mean that he wasn’t tired of cleaning up your throw up for the past few hours, in fact, the sight almost made him throw up.

He grabs a few paper towels from the kitchen and a rug cleaner before he starts to clean your throw up off of the carpet, trying his best to make it quick so he didn’t have to look at it anymore.