simon bellamy


Simon when he looks at you.

You were sleeping in Simons bed, your hair dishevelled and you bare back exposed. Simon was sat at the edge of the bed his eyes glued to you, a faint smile on his face as he watched you sleep. 

"Staring is creepy." You grumbled into the pillow, Simon chuckled and started to trace light shapes on your back.

"Go back to sleep, you're going to need it after last night." Simone smirked, kissed your forehead and lay down on the bed next to you.

"Shut up." You laughed and cuddled into Simon.

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