Simon and you were a few before he left on a mission. Then he came back and everything was different. He didn't let anyone get close to him anymore. Not even you.

Every time you tried to talk to him, he turned you down and told you it was a waste of time.

After weeks of fighting, you gave up and tried to move on.

Simon and you shared quarters and you recently got your own. Since Simon is at training, you decide to go to your shared quarters and get out the last of your things.

As you get closer to your quarters, you hear someone throwing objects around. The door to your quarters is open and you stand at the doorway. You see Simon trashing everything.

"Simon, what the hell are you doing?" You look at him questioningly.

"Take your fucking things and just get out." Simon hisses at you as he throws a glass at the wall.

You flinch and walk in. You grab your bag and gather your things while Simon takes a sip from a whiskey glass. When you've packed everything, you look at him.

"Simon...-" you begin, but are interrupted by Simon as he loudly sets his glass down on the kitchen counter.

"It's a waste of time. Just go!" Simon shouts at you and you start to believe him that he doesn't love you anymore and that everything is different.

Only Simon knows that there is an explanation for all of this and the explanation is not that he no longer loves you.