Nature is beautiful, a moment of peace in a life full of chaos even more beautiful, but he doesn't know how to do anything else. All his life he learned to be vigilant, to detect threats and eliminate them.

That's why camping that didn't involve a stopover on the way to a mission wasn't a good idea for him. He should be sitting in the office, reviewing reports, documents, planning next moves and pushing the team towards glory.

Yet now he sits in a circle around the campfire with his teammates. It's a crazy circle of friends, that's what he would call it. It was noisy most of the evening, with everyone laughing and drinking.

Simon sits, listening to the crackle of the fire and the soft humming of his friends, who have decided to add a bit of beauty to the moment by singing.

And you are here too.. You are sitting on the other side of the campfire, directly in front of him. The orange fire lights illuminate your face, making your features even more beautiful and warmer than usual. If that's even possible.

"God, they're so beautiful" he whispered, his words lost somewhere in the gentle wind.

And at that moment he realizes that maybe he does belong somewhere. That he could belong somewhere with you, if only he had the courage to start talking to you.