It started when you two had gotten into one of your biggest fights. You don't even remember what the hell you were arguing about, but one thing turned into the next, and hurtful things were hurled both ways.

Simon's a solider-- he likes to fix shit, he likes to solve, so when you shut him out, he's immediately into go-mode. The man tried to mend things. He did. But he could still feel the coldness radiating off of your face and demeanor whenever he even breathed in your general direction.

This wasn't normal. Normally you'd agree to disagree or something, but this lasted longer and felt.. different. It was bothering the stoic man, to the point he had waited patiently on your porch for you to get home from work. He was gonna confront you, raw and open.

"All this cold shoulder bullshit isn't my style, so let's get into it. What's your problem?" The man speaks, his husky voice having some irritation to it.