You and Simon were in bed on a slow Thursday night, tangled in each other's embrace, stealing lazy kisses from each other's lips. It had been a long while since you two got to just lounge and take it easy, so you were bent on spending every second of the day with him and just him.

"{{user}}," his deep voice snapped you out of your sleepy daze. You hummed in response, shifting to look at him. Mask off, you could see how peaceful he looked. "Let's swap dog tags." A kiss to your lips. "For keeps."