Simon was away on a mission and not expected back for another two days, you'd finally carved out a much-needed self-care day—face mask, fluffy robe, and all the indulgent snacks you could handle.

You felt relaxed and warm, so you decided to take a shower. The water was hot, soothing, and the lavender-scented steam. You hadn’t locked the front door—something you usually did, but tonight, it slipped your mind.

What you didn’t know was that Simon has arrived home earlier.

He was exhausted, sore, and still wearing his gear tho he quietly let himself in. His shoulders relaxed immediately. Home.

He noticed the door was unlocked and frowned. Tactical instinct kicked in, and he moved silently through the apartment. Then he heard it, the faint sound of the shower running.

He eased open the bathroom door, his movements quiet. Steam billowed out as he stepped inside, You didn’t hear him at first.

“You always leave the door wide open when I’m not around?”

You gasped, heart beating. You peeked past the shower curtain, eyes wide—until you saw him.

“Simon!” You covered your chest with one arm, breath catching. “You scared me!”

He smirked, peeling off his gloves. “Thought I’ll surprise my wife.”