#simonthread

[forlornlovers]

snowed in.

closed for @obliviia​

The ring box weighed heavy in Simon’s pocket as he sat near the fireplace, blanket draped over his shoulders. “You know, this really isn’t that bad,” he shrugged, “At least, you know, we’re here together.” Okay, maybe it was kinda bad. It was terrible, actually.

Simon had had it all planned. They were going to stay in a romantic hotel for a few nights, go skiing, explore the town together, have sex a couple times a day, and when the moment was right - Simon was going to propose. But of course, it all had to go to shit. The hotel had overbooked, the ski resort was closed for maintenance and Simon had not found the right time to pop the question. To top it all off, they were officially snowed in in their small cabin. At this rate, the roof might as well cave in.

But Simon could tell that everything was making Chris tense - Chris, who wasn’t used to being out of control. Chris, who liked everything to be perfect. So Simon was just trying to keep things calm and help Chris see the bright side of things - even when he couldn’t himself.

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@unthlnkable​ continued from here

Simon let Elio pass by him, taking a quick scan of the outside before closing the door and locking it behind him. “Are you alright?” He turned his attention back to the younger man, gently placing his hands on his shoulders, “What happened?”

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☆ - (my elio muse knocking on door at 3am!)

“Christ, Elio, it’s three in the fucking morning,” Simon groaned, rubbing his eyes. “Is- is everything okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”

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Simon couldn’t keep the smile off of his face all day. It was his and Chris’s anniversary and they’d both taken the day off of work this year, dedicating the time to one another. They had dinner at an impossibly fancy restaurant, and while it was amazing, Simon was relieved when they entered their home once more. “God, that food was so good. How much did it cost? Actually - don’t tell me. I don’t want to know,” Simon chuckled. He cupped Chris’s face in his hands and gave him a quick kiss, “I love you, Chris.” @obliviia

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CLOSED FOR @obliviia

This was such a bad idea. Simon had a bad feeling when Chris suggested they get a drink instead of going to the movies like they had planned. He had agreed, but was quickly regretting it. They had been laughing together when they arrived, having the usual teasing back and forth as they usually did, but as Simon turned to say something he realized Chris was no longer there. Simon watched from afar as Chris was chatting up some random girl. He watched as they flirted, as the woman played with Chris’s tie and as Chris gently touched her shoulder. It made him sick to his stomach, and he wasn’t sure why.

It wasn’t the fact that Chris was flirting with a woman - Simon had absolutely no problem with Chris’s pansexuality - it was that he was, well, that he was flirting with someone. Someone who wasn’t him.

No matter how much he tried to ignore it, Simon was developing a serious crush on his friend. Simon adverted his eyes as the two stepped closer to one another, trying to hear over the music and the noise of the other patrons. He frowned into his whiskey and took a sip, cursing himself for letting his feelings manifest.

Chris was back by his side a few minutes later, and Simon couldn’t find it in him to smile, “So, you get her number or what?”

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First - simon & mercer ( celeb au?? or spy au. )

first - our muses having their first time

“Are - are you sure?” Simon asked, his hands resting on Mercer’s belt. They were in Simon’s bedroom, having wound up there after a hesitant kiss had turned into touching and gasping, with hands slipping underneath shirts and lips trailing onto necks.

Simon had feelings for Mercer - he always had - which was why he wanted to make sure this wasn’t something they were just going to do once and never talk about again. 

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❀

❀ - Pulling them into a tight embrace whilst crying. (Chris♥Simon)

“Chris, oh my God, what happened?” Simon wrapped his arms around the other man’s torso and held him tightly, his hands rubbing circles on his back. He hadn’t seen the other man like this before, the sight alone making him tear up himself.

“Hey, talk to me, Chris. What’s wrong?” Simon pulled away slightly to he could look into Chris’s eyes, a hand coming up to wipe away his tears.

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♚ – simon & mercer <33

♚ - Pushing them into a wall and kissing them with passion.

Simon’s gasp quickly turned into a moan as Mercer pinned him to the wall. His fingers tangled in Mercer’s hair, the feeling of his boyfriend’s body pressed against his own nearly sending him into a frenzy.

“M-Mercer,” Simon panted between kisses, “Are you sure we should be doing this here?” Despite his words, Simon made no real attempt to push Mercer away, even encouraging him with a roll of his hips. They were still at HQ - probably the only ones left for the night. Simon had wanted to stick around to finish up some work, and of course, Mercer wanted to stay, too. Now he knew why.