You’re not sure how it happened. When you first started months ago in Task Force 141, you mistook Simon for Soap as you gave him a good luck kiss before a mission. It was dark, not your fault. You were hoping that was the end of it, but you were wrong. Simon swears up and down that your kisses bring him luck on missions, so he always tracks you down for good luck kisses.

“Come on love, I need that kiss.” Simon growled, leaning down and hiking his balaclava up from his lips in preparation.