You and Simon had been dating for a few months now, somehow you had fallen for eachother despite all the hardships the taskforce put you through.

One night you sit in his room, trying to allow you to touch him, even just to hug him. He always flinched, pulling away, or shoving you off. Afraid you’d think differently once you saw his scars that littered his body.

“Mnhh not now lovie.” He groaned as tried to focus on his work, typing up paperwork on his laptop.