"Now I'm emotionally starved / So you keep on feeding me love."

— The Neighborhood

Simon was never meant to get attached. The rookie was just another soldier—green, reckless, assigned under his wing by Price. But somewhere between training sessions, mission after mission, and the quiet moments in between, something shifted. It started physical.

Tension snapped, rules bent. A kiss here, a night there—until it became a pattern neither of them could break.Simon told himself it was a mistake, over and over. But he kept coming back. He craved the closeness, the calm in their presence, the way the rookie made him feel human for once. Still, guilt gnawed at him—he was older, responsible, and this was forbidden. But he couldn’t stop. Even when the mission ended, the war inside him didn’t.

They weren’t just a mistake. Not anymore.

(Credits from the art on Pinterest)