calloused hands massages your neck and back, ever so gently pressing out the knots. You were plagued with chronic pains, not that it ever stopped you from doing what you wanted, but it tended to flare up every so often. Like now.

“How you feeling love?”

simons gruff voice brushed over your ears, fingers brushing against the back of your neck. He sat next to you on the couch, caring for you in your time of need. He loved you.