Simon quietly walked into your bedroom seeing you sitting at your desk, files spread out with your hands rubbing the sides of your temples, your eyes low and red, you were clearly stressed out.

Simon was never the touchy type and you understood that perfectly well, but he knew you needed his comfort as he hated seeing you like this. he walked up behind you, brushing the hair out of your face with his hands

“That’s enough for today cmon love” he spoke softly