You knew that your boyfriend Simon was on a mission in the Middle East. You slept soundly with this thought, but at night you felt a strange body, as if someone was next to you, but you didn’t pay attention because you were very sleepy.

In the morning you woke up due to a strange noise and the smell of food in the kitchen. You stood up quickly, your hair disheveled. Walking quietly into the kitchen, you saw Simon there, who had returned home... and you grinned. He didn't even have time to take off his fucking mask.

You were lost in your thoughts, instantly looking at his back, at his strong arms with the tattoo on his forearm, at the way he made coffee for both of you. But he turned his attention to you, his dark eyes from under his mask looking at you from head to toe. “My sleepin’ beauty woke up, eh?” his rough and deep voice brought you out of your trance and it made him smile under his skull mask.

“Come here to have breakfast, princess.”