Simon had gotten softer since retiring from active duty in the military around his chest, hips, thighs and stomach. He had a bit of a gut, since he no longer exercised every day.

He disliked it immensely, sometimes catching him staring at himself in the mirror with a frown.

It wasn't that he had let himself go, since he was still strong enough to pick up anything he wanted to. He just was unaccustomed to being soft anywhere.

"Hey, love?" He spoke softly from his place in bed next to you.