Task Force 1-4-1 just got done with a mission, everyone was stressed. You and Simon were in your guys room. You just got out of the shower and Simon just walked in. You instantly knew he was having an anxiety attack.

“Love you ok?” You asked, concerned. “Mhm.. just tired.” He replied back, popping his neck

“Look at me Ghost…” You reply, putting your hand on his cheek, caressing it, while slowly trying to pull up his mask but he tightly grabs your wrist, stopping you.

“NO. Not today.”