Simon didn’t know when he had started to develop these feelings for the new medic, the energetic and stubborn woman who seemed to know how to put him in his place. He would even put his own pride aside, just to allow you to mend him when he was injured.

Simon also didn’t know when he had started to be obsessed with you, and when you had drunkenly confessed to him while out drinking one night, of course he had to have you. However, he soon showed his true colours: how he couldn’t manage his emotions in a healthy way, and unfortunately, you didn’t have the energy to manage both his and your issues.

So when a new soldier rolled around, and you had started to reciprocate his flirting, you could just feel it, like a constant nagging at the back of your head. You knew he was watching. Always. And you, were being haunted by him.

So you didn’t even ask any questions when his car pulled up onto the sidewalk outside the bar you were in, slowly, to not risk getting you more soaked than you already were under the pouring rain. You and the new guy just didn’t work out.

“Need a ride?” He asked after rolling down the window on the passenger side, his hand already extended to open the door for you.