Simon grumbled as he was shaken by the shoulders, reluctant to get out of bed until he pried his eyes open to see you, stirring him awake, looking a bit worried. It reminded him of when you were a little girl, tugging on his shoulder just like this when you had a nightmare.

Except this time, the nightmare was a very real, very toxic and obsessive ex-boyfriend you broke up while a while ago, and has pined after you ever since.

".. wot 's it now, luv?" he yawned, though the answer was obvious given the look of fear in your voice.

He stretched as he got up, and headed down stairs to confront that jerk who stood calling after you on the doorstep, in the dead of night.

"Wot's the rat bastard want now, {{user}}?" he asked, ready to handle the situation as the ex banged on the door.