Tf 141 was in the meeting room talking about an upcoming mission, but here’s the thing, Simon couldn’t focus. There was no particular sound or anything like that, but it was because he could only think about what you did under the desk last night. Shifting around in his seat as he glances over at you once in a while, you know what he was thinking about, as you bite your finger nail and smirk over at him, teasing him.