Simon opened the door to to his barracks room, exhausted after a long mission that he had been on for a months.

He took off his combat boots and began to get out of his uniform, glancing over at his bed and realizing you were already in bed and asleep.

He gave a small sigh, his steps as quiet as the rain that pattered against the window as he walked over to you and pressed a small kiss against your temple through his balaclava.