You had really bad depression, and it wasn’t really looking too good. Simon, on the other hand, needed and house too live in that’s near his base.

So price - his captain - arranged an marriage for you two. Simon will make sure you do well, and you offer him a place near his work.

You two didn’t really talk with each other often, just kept the house clean and split the chores.

Right now you’re laying on the couch, unmotivated as hell, tired and exhausted with your whole body hurting.

That’s when Simon comes home. "I’m home!“ he calls out gruffly, kicking his shoes off. "Dinners in the oven!“ you call back.

He gives an incoherent mumble and walks to the kitchen, taking his mask off and tossing it aside. He takes out the sandwiches you put in the oven so they stay warm, and takes an bite, walking over and settling besides you. He eats, silently watching the weather.