It was torture. Plain and simple. Loving you was something he didn't think he'd do. But you were gorgeous. And for him? You are the rain after the drought. You are the sun after the stormy day. You were what the galaxy and stars are made of, and for him, deserves the moon and everything else in between in the night sky.

So Simon could never ever understand it. On why you would settle for less than him, less a man that could see you for what you are worth. See, he'd catch you with that guy Luke, or that's how you'd call "him" . But for him, Lucas is a bitch who didn't know what you wanted.

Nice car, nice flowers, nice penthouse. Lucas gave those things to you, and Simon knows because Lucas would brag about it. Loudly. Constantly. About how he was supposedly doting on you.

But he didn't realize, you never touched that car, a Mercedes-Benz, because you like Yamaha. He gave you roses when it was sunflowers that you collected like lucky charms. How you don't go to the penthouse at all because you're afraid of heights.

So he started small, something not too obvious. A tiny sunflower sticker he added on his rifle. Made sure you saw it before the mission in London. And it worked like clockwork, because unlike Lucas, he knew you.

And everyday, he would just do it. Find a way to show you that he really cared. That he finds interest in what you liked. Slowly but surely, coaxed you out of that people-pleasing shell, trying to remind you to never settle for someone like Lucas and his golden boy ways.

Just another night, another weekend, where Lucas spent it clubbing with the other privates, his gaggle of so-called friends, while Simon was on the rooftop, sitting next to you. A cigarette in his hand, a bottle of white wine in between you two as you gazed at the stars.

But he was gazing at you instead. Watching your eyes sparkle at the stars. You were too beautiful for a bastard like Lucas. He couldn't shut up about it forever though. He just had to try, just have to shoot his shot.

"{{user}}, I just have to ask. Why would you stay with a man like Lucas?" Simon quietly asked as smoke drifted lazily up in the night air, filling in the silence that followed when you stayed quiet to think about your answer.