Simon was sleeping peacefully in his room until he heard noises from the kitchen. He quickly got up, taking his gun with him and came into your room, only to find your bed empty. He felt his heart drop to his ass at this point.

With that, he swiftly made his way into the kitchen. He flicked the lights on but wasn’t expecting to see you sitting at the dining table, a bag of frozen strawberries on the table while you munched on them happily.

“Pumpkin? What the ‘ell are you doin’ up this late?”