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I just thought this was very Simon coded for some reason. My babygirl deserves to be hugged like this!
(Also happy holidays, I hope you have a wonderful Christmas and New years 🎉)
You wrap your arms around Simon and he freezes. You push up on your toes a little, your arms around his shoulders as you settle your chin on his shoulder. He grabs you all at once, wrapping his arms around you as the air rushes out of him. His grip is tight, his fingers fisting your shirt as he hauls you closer. Simon presses his nose against your pulse, his eyes squeezed shut as he holds you.
For such a big man he crumbles for you so easily, holding onto you like a lifeline while he breathes you in. You smile against his shoulder, turn your head to kiss the shell of his ear and rub his back with affectionate hands. "Love you," he tells you, his voice muffled by how close he's pressed himself into you, "missed you."
"I missed you too," You hum, "you smell like sand."
"Was in the desert for eight months," Simon huffs, you can hear the edges of a laugh in there, "I can let ya go if you're gonna complain."
"No, no," you grip him a little tighter, "this is good, you stay right here." Simon hums, squeezing you all the tighter in return.
"Never wanna go anywhere else."
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“It’s odd to see a father so involved…”
Captain, captain sweetie, my love my darling my heart my pride and my joy, cap… be honest now, you have daddy issues, don’t you? No shame but like we all guessed from the start. He hated you and then sent you off to boarding school didn’t he? He was an army officer and you were pressured to follow in his footsteps weren’t you? It’s alright captain you can talk about it…
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Gods spare my eyes from the sight of your tiny generic dog and generic cosy blankets and generic moomin aesthetic.
No gods can spare you from this generic dog laying by a generic moomin pillow.
Ur welcome 😏
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