It was always in the back of his mind that one day he might come home and find you in the blissful thrall of another man. Simon feared it. Sometimes, he dreaded coming home because of it.

He knew that not everyone could wait forever, even if forever was a few months. But each time that plane landed and he was driven home, solely to surprise you in case you were cheating, Simon felt nothing but a pit in his stomach.

Once again, he came home to find you on your games. It was cute that you played FPS games, pretending to know what the military was like. "They're dropping in by the gas station!" Your little call outs were adorable. The headset kept the mic by your pretty lips, and Simon knew you were playing with some friends.

Simon slipped his hand under your chin, tilting your head back to look at him, "No welcome home?"

"Daddy!" The headset and controller crashed to the coffee table carelessly as you threw them in your haste to get to him. You snatched yourself around him, wrapping around his neck and waist as you peppered kisses all over whatever skin was open to you.

"There's my baby." Simon chuckled, letting your excitement run its course.