MOMENT OF FUCKING SILENCE FOR THAT LITTLE GHOST OF A SMIRK ON KIERENS FACE WHEN HE TURNS HIS BACK ON

mOMENT OF FUCKING SILENCE FOR THAT LITTLE GHOST OF A SMIRK ON KIEREN’S FACE WHEN HE TURNS HIS BACK ON SIMON OUTSIDE THE GP’S OFFICE

JUST

you sassy asshole you know you’re hot shit you know you can have that boy on his knees and begging if you even hinted you wanted him like that

what a time to be alive

Simon/Kieren fic

Originally a head canon but I kept writing so…have a Simon/Kieren mini fic. A fluffy Simon/Kieren mini fic.

maybe hurt/comfort too. Yeah.

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Simon is hesitant to show Kieren his scar. He has this awful image in his head of what his reaction will be. Bad. Because how could it be good when the gory blackened open wound that runs the length of his back is anything but good. It’s not pretty and it’s not nice to look at, not at all. So he hides it the best he can. And when Kieren starts spending nights at the bungalow Simon’s extra careful when getting dressed, making sure he’s turned in a way that Kieren won’t see anything should he come wandering in.

The first time Kieren sees it, its an accident. Simon can’t believe it, he was being so careful. But apparently he’d let his guard down because clearly he wasn’t listening for Kieren’s soft footsteps thinking he had at least 5 minutes before his boyfriend came back from calling Jem.

If his heart was still able to, it would’ve stopped beating in his chest at hearing Kieren suck in a sharp breath. Panic sets in as he listens to Kieren’s breath hiss back out through his nose. Simon tenses because this is it. This is what’s gonna drive Kieren away, he’s hideous and grotesque and Kieren finally sees it. It’s happening.

But just as Simon is really beginning to lose it there are lips pressed to the top of his spine, pressing whisper soft kisses to the first few knobs of his spine. And gentle fingers come up to hover at the edges of his scar, Simon gasps. He doesn’t move, just let’s Kieren do this. Afraid if he did move, Kieren would stop and he doesn’t want him to, doesn’t ever want him to. Kieren’s nose running along his hairline makes Simon turn his head to the side, he meets wide eyes over his shoulder. 

"You were hiding this from me," Kieren’s voice is only mildly accusatory, his soft smile dilutes the sting that should come with the words. Simon doesn’t say anything, doesn’t have anything to say to that because he was and now he feels a bit bad.

"They did this," is the next thing Kieren says, it isn’t a question. Simon knows who he means without having to ask, he nods his head, lips pull into a tight smile as his eyes begin to burn. 

"I’m sorry," Kieren whispers against his cheek as his hands come around to clasp over Simon’s bare chest. "I’m so sorry Simon," and it sounds like an apology for so much more than just what he went through at the treatment center. He places his hands over Kieren’s which have begun to tremble over his chest, squeezes them softly as way of accepting the apology for something that in no way is Kieren’s fault. 

"I’d like to hurt them for doing this to you." He can’t help the tight laugh that escapes his mouth at that, rubs his thumb smoothly along Kieren’s wrist as Kieren nuzzles into his shoulder. 

"You’ll have to get in line I’m afraid,"

Kieren laughs shortly, leaves a few kisses against Simon’s shoulder and he’s pretty sure he hears Kieren mumble something that sounds like ‘I’d wait in that line, bastards’.

He’s quiet for a few moments and Simon’s content to stand within the comfortable circle of Kieren’s arms. 

"Still think you’re gorgeous," Kieren whispers barely audible. He turns around, takes Kieren’s face in his hands, looks deep into those white eyes and sees nothing but truth and sincerity and love. "You’re gorgeous Simon." 

His lips twitch into a smile as he watches Kieren grin up at him. Kisses that smile for all he’s worth and holds Kieren close as he does. 

And later when they’re laying in bed, Kieren’s head resting comfortably on his shoulder, fingers drawing patterns into the taut flesh of his stomach, Simon is reminded not for the first time, and certainly not the last, just how incredible Kieren is. And how unbelievably lucky he is to have him all to himself.

where after their first kiss they hear amy get up out of bed and kieren pulls away and looks all panicky but simon just pulls him out the door

and he starts to kiss him again but kieren pulls away and starts apologising and trying to explain whats happening 

but simon just shakes his head and pulls kieren in again for more kissing 

Simon’s incredibly gentle touches

When it rains it pours And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry And in the midst of sailing ships We sink our lips into the ones we love That have to say goodbye ~~~ **Being the dork that I am, I'm obsessed with how it looks like it's raining...it's probably not nearly as cool as I want it to be.**