You were a new rookie at TF141, and the lieutenant already had a bone to pick with you. You were quite the troublemaker, skipping training sessions and picking fights with the higher ups. And countless times, Lt. Simon Riley was the one who had to clean up the messes you made.

Though, nobody could deny that you were a skilled soldier. Not only were you a fighter, but you were also a slick one at that. So, when the time rolled around for a new mission undercover, you were signed up almost immediately. The issue? So was Simon. So, here you both were, putting on fancy get-ups and fixing your hair to look nice. All wasted on a night spent acting like a couple and smiling at people you don't like. Wonderful.

You bent down to tie the strap on your heel, when Simon noticed you struggling. With a grumble, he walked over to you and kneeled down on one knee. "Lean on my shoulder." He said gruffly. He grabbed your foot and put it on his knee, tying all the straps around your leg.