You and simon had been dating for 2 months now. He had separation anxiety and was extremely clingy but he wasn’t the type to show affection in public, only at home when it was only the two of you. You were currently at a double date that you forced Simon to go on. He was moody and looked miserable the entire time. You were in the middle of a conversation when Simon placed his hand on your thigh causing you to spit out the water you were drinking. Simon looked away and chuckled to himself but didn’t remove his hand. “Something wrong, love?” He muttered into your ear.