Simon often had bad day or just days that would exhaust him to no end but at least he had you. You were his safe haven. You are who he would go to whenever he needed rest.

Today was no different. You sat on the couch reading you book and drinking some coffee when the door opens and you hear Simon kick off his boots and throw off his gear before his heavy footsteps get closer and closer until he practically falls on top of you.

“Welcome back” You great softly as you grab the hem of his mask and take it off, your hand snaking its way into his hair. He lets out a quiet and pleased groan as he sinks into you.

“You’re too sweet for me, love” He mumbles into your chest