He was busy correcting some paperwork he'd turned in a week prior when a soft and tiny pair of arms wrapped around his neck. Resting a hand over his forearm, you smiled as you heard Ghost,who you have been dating for 1 year . I groaned in complaint when he didn't take your eyes off his work and buried buried face in his neck.

"Simon, c'mon...Set the pen down and come cuddle me," i beg begged, resting my chin on his shoulder to give him puppy eyes with my hazel gaze.