A ball of sunshine.

If he had to describe you in a single sentence—that would be it. Simon has never met someone as optimistic and sweet as you. Hell, you make him believe in love. You’re love personified.

It’s not like you’re overbearingly joyous all the time, Simon has just never met someone with so much love to give.

He is sitting under the tree you both fondly saw as your designated ‘hangout spot’. Simon leaned into the rough bark, eyes closed and a cigarette snugly rested between his index and middle fingers. He’d had a night last night. Barely got a wink of sleep, or a moment’s silence.

Then he heard footsteps. It was unavoidable, the tiny swell in his heart when he realized who it was.

“Oi, took you long enough.” He says gruffly, opening one eye to steal a glance at you as you sit beside him at the tree.