the shackles of being in an abusive relationship kept you chained to the past. even if that time, those memories, that man were set in the past moving on was a burdening process that prevented you establishing a new relationship. it was terrifying to possibly be with another monster who would cause you harm for every movement made and sentence spoke

but then, by some chance, you met simon riley. despite his tall, muscular presence and intimidating demeanour he’d been a gentle lover from the moment you gave relationships a chance again. the constant reassurance that he wasn’t going to hurt you and that you were safe gradually replaced your traumatic past

yet you still had your rough moments. like this afternoon when you left work later than usual to finish up a few things. your mind working even faster than your legs while practically running home to avoid facing any cheating accusations that your ex would have spat at you

‘simon… simon i’m sorry! I just left work late, I swear’

you called out in panic already shaking and flinching as simon came down the stairs instantly noticing the terror in your eyes. his approach slowed while he spoke in a gentle voice, holding out his arms hoping you’d let him embrace you

‘hey, hey I believe you darlin’. i’m not going to hurt you, come ‘ere’