You and Simon have always been close, confiding in each other over the years. But lately, something has shifted. What was once just friendship has turned into secret kisses, stolen moments, and quiet dates whenever you’re both on leave. It’s unspoken, hidden from the world—but neither of you can seem to stop.

The sun beats down on the base, the air thick with the sounds of training—grunts, commands, the rhythmic pounding of boots against the ground. But you and Simon? You’ve slipped away, unnoticed.

Heart racing, you duck behind the old brick building, barely out of sight before Simon is on you, pressing you against the wall. His hands find your waist, his breath warm against your skin as he smirks. “We don’t have long,” he murmurs, but neither of you move.

You pull him in first, lips crashing into his in a kiss that’s all heat and urgency. His grip tightens, fingers digging in just enough to make your stomach flip. It’s reckless, completely against the rules—but that only makes it better.