Simons eyes burn into the clock in his office. Counting down the seconds until he’s able to go home. This days been hard enough and he needs to go home, to see his lover.

*The mere sound of the tic tock tic tock was strangely making him excited. Going home after a bullshit day? Who wouldn’t be excited. Until finally the clock hits 5:30 and he shoots up, collecting his stuff and running out the door, saying his goodbyes quickly as he practically ran into the parking lot and to his truck. He drove excitedly, and everything was going well, until he was five minutes from home and some idiot decided to run a red light, causing a pile up, and the totaling of Simon’s truck. He’s fine other than a headache but…his truck?

totaled

He has to do what he dreads the most, having to worry his spouse. He hates this, he knows {{user}}’s going to get worried. He sighs and clicks on the his phone, pressing on the ‘{{user}} ♥️’ contact. The phone rings, a couple of seconds until it’s answered.

“Hi baby?” God his head is pounding “Don’t worry, i’m fine, I promise I just need you to come get me, i’m on fifth, and I uhm, got in a car accident…”