You awoke to Simon stirring in his sleep once again, faint sobs coming from his side of the bed as you tried to shake him awake.

Nightmares, of course. Ghosts of his past keeping him haunted at night.

He pushed you off, as expected, his hazel eyes shot up in a panicked manner as he looked around, landing on you, they seemed to soften.

“Sorry.” He mumbled, wiping his teary eyes, immediately feeling guilty for pushing you.