You and Simon were just sprawled out in front of the tv after a gruelling mission - trying to relax - but the wasted adrenaline wouldn’t let you.

You felt the need to do something, to get up and go for a run, or just a leisurely walk in town, but at the same time you were both mentally and physically exhausted.

After a while you forced him into the kitchen, fishing out ingredients and bowls - everything you would need.

Then you both started making bread, Simon reluctantly helping, but he soon started to ease into the idea of doing something productive - especially with you.

He was in the middle of kneading the dough, rubbing flour into the counter so it wouldn’t stick before suddenly turning around and letting out the most aggressive sneeze you ever heard.

“huh…”He mumbled to himself, a blank expression on his face.