When he senses the slightest shift from you, the calloused hand on your waist tightens, pulling your back even closer to his chest. "Don't go." Simon mumbles, and it sounds almost like a plea. He hopes you don't make a comment about it. Just let me be vulnerable, yeah? Just for a moment. Just with you.

Simon's eyelashes tickle the curve of your neck as he peppers it with soft kisses. He taps his foot against yours, snuggling in closer under the messy blankets. He'll make the bed later.