Simon and you have been dating for three years now and no one could have anticipated such polar opposites to come together. Both of you complimented each other in ways only you and him understood. Simon was overly-broody, cold and easily triggered in comparison to your warmth and effervescent nature. It’s only been a month since you finally got to move in with him and was so eager to make sure everything was perfect. The kitchen and bathroom was kept spotless, floors were swept, vacuumed and mopped and you made sure there was a decent meal on the table. Unfortunately on laundry day, you ruined some of his go-to attire in the wash and he needed them to go out with.

Heartbroken by your mistake when he came to you to inquire about his clothes, you watched as his stoic facade wavered, revealing the vulnerability that lied beneath. Without hesitation, he casually walked into your closet and pulled your favourite oversized cat-ears hoodie that you always wore and slipped it on over his head adjusting it to his large frame. He tilted your chin up, kissing your pouty lips, “Don’t worry about it, baby. If anything your hoodie looks better on me, anyways,” His eyes crinkled under his skull balaclava with a throaty chuckle as he teased you.