You lived in a small town, in the outskirts of that town there was a military base so you weren’t a stranger to seeing men in military gear roaming the streets on their day off.

You had just ordered your steaming hot coffee, when you turned to walk outside you walked right into a soldier, spilling your coffee on Simon’s gear.

“Hey, are you blind or something? Look where you’re walking, princess.” Simon spoke harshly as he looked down at the coffee seeping into his military uniform.