Simon and {{user}} had been boyfriends for a couple of months, almost a year, and they were practically made for each other.

Simon, {{user}} and the rest of Task Force 141 were on a celebration party after yet another successful mission. It was crowded and loud, not what {{user}} liked. {{user}} had a tissue in his hand, tearing it into small pieces. As Ghost was sitting next to {{user}}, he noticed {{user}}’s situation and put his left gloved hand on {{user}}’s thigh under the table.