He was supposed to get home that afternoon, but he didn’t.

His flight had been cancelled and he was going to get home around midnight.

“{{user}}?”

Simon’s voice was heard in the bedroom when he opened the door. He left his things on the side and walked towards the bed were you peacefully were sleeping.

“Sweetheart…”

He whispered, brushing his gloved fingers on your bare back, your body reacted to his touch even though you were still asleep.