"Have a safe ride home." Aaron said and waved to Alexa.

"Thanks. Sleep well." She said back before waving and rolling the window up.

He waited until the car drove off before entering the pin and stepping into the house. "Hey Si-"

"You're here!" Simon exclaimed and immediately hugged Aaron the moment he walked in. "How did it go? Did you have fun? You didn't get hurt right?" He panicked, moving his hands on every part of Aaron's body.

Aaron giggled. "I'm fine. I told you not to worry." He said to him and walked over to the living room.

"Right. So nothing bad?" Simon asked and walked behind him, giving him a back hug.

"Nope. Just tired from all the fun rides we went on." Aaron held on to Simons hands and turned his head slightly so he could see a bit of Simons face from behind.

"That's good." He sighed with relief. He placed his head on Aaron's shoulder. "Daddy was so lonely without you." He whispered slightly, sending chills down Aaron's spine.

"You have work tomorrow so I won't see you at all either." Aaron pointed out.

"I could just call in sick."

Aaron looked back with a start. "You're sick?!" He questioned with wide eyes!

"No silly!" Simon laughed. "I'll just make an excuse so I can cuddle with you all day." He corrected.

"I thought you were the head manager of the fashion field."

"I am. But my mother still controls me." He sighed. "It really stinks, she can be a pain in the ass sometimes." He added.

"Daddy said no swearing." Aaron looked back at him.

"No dessert for daddy then." Simon said and Aaron looked at him surprised.

"No! I can't bare anyone not having dessert. I forgive you!" He quickly said and Simon chuckled.

"You're too cute sometimes you know." Simon said and kissed Aaron's neck.

"Only sometimes?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, how dare I? You're a full time cutie pie aren't you?" He smiled and kissed his neck again.

He continued on and trailed his lips all over. He bit down on Aaron's skin, causing the boy's face to turn every shade of red imaginable all at once.

"I-I should probably go shower now." Aaron pulled out of Simon's grasp and chuckled nervously, quickly rushing down up to his room and entering his bathroom.

He locked the door and plopped himself down, his back leaning against the door.

His heart was racing and his body felt hot. He tried to compose his breathing and looked up at the ceiling for a few minutes before standing up.

He looked at himself in the mirror and ran his fingers over the light bite mark on his neck. "Why did I stop him?" He questioned and banged his fists on the counter.

He showered and struggled to choose what to wear. He had planned on putting on a turtleneck sweater but then he thought he'd look like he was trying to hide the mark and Simon would hate him and they'd break up and he'd end up all alone again an no one would want to be his friend!

Maybe he was just overthinking things.

He took a deep breath and just wore a pair of shorts and a hoodie. It was large enough to hide the mark just a little bit but it didn't look like he was desperately doing it.

He composed himself and walked down the stairs. Simon was setting up the dinner table. This time he had made lasagna and some other small side dishes.

"Mind bringing Casper down. He's up in my room." Simon said, even though he hadn't turned around from what he was doing.

"Y-Yeah." Aaron nodded and went back up.

He stepped into Simons room. He had never been in there all by himself before. "Cas!" He called out. Casper was a very quiet cat so whenever he went missing in the house, it was extremely hard to find him.

He looked under the bed, opened all the drawers and cupboards but couldn't spot the white furball anywhere.

He opened the walk-in closet and struggled to find the light switch. He moved his hands on the wall in hopes of hitting one and luckily he did. He turned the lights on and was amazed at the amount of clothes in that room. They were all organised from darkest to lightest and categorised by brands.

"Casper? Are you in here?" He called. He found himself at the end of the room.

There was a few cupboards so he went on to opening them as well. Casper was a small one so he could potentially fit in anything.

He fumbled through them: socks, underwear, gloves, beanies and...pictures.

Not just any pictures. They were all photos of a girl. He flipped one around and saw that his thoughts were indeed correct. "Delaney." He read.

Every single one had that girl's face. Some also included Simon in the photos with her. "He looked so happy." Aaron said to himself.

As he mindlessly went through things he wasn't supposed to, the clothes behind the cupboard began to move and with no warning, something jumped out and latched onto Aaron's forehead.

Aaron screamed and fell to the ground, the photos in his hands scattering around him.

He heard footsteps behind him and shut his eyes. "It's okay, is just me." He heard Simon's voice and felt his hand on his shoulder.

He opened his eyes and looked to his side to see him crouched down next to him. He hugged him immediately and buried his face in his neck.

Simon pulled back and looked at him. "You're bleeding." He said with wide eyes, seeing the line on blood that was streaming from his forehead to his nose.

Aaron hadn't felt the pain until then. "It's okay, lets go wash up." Simon said once he noticed how shaky he had become.

He picked him up bridal and rushed to the bathroom. He placed him on the counter and pulled out a first aid kid. He got some water in a cup and damped a towel before running it over Aaron's forehead.

After cleaning, he took out some rubbing alcohol and a cotton balls. "It'll sting a bit, just close you eyes and think of happy things." Simon warmed with a smile.

Aaron shut his eyes and felt the cold cotton touch his skin. He squirmed a bit. He felt the band aid come after and opened his eyes again.

"There we go. You're okay now." Simon smiled and kissed the top of the band aid on his forehead.

"Thank you." Aaron said to him and looked down in thought. The pictures he saw before, this would the best time to ask about that...right?

"Come on. Let's go eat." Simon pulled him off the counter and set him down, holding on to Aaron's hand and walking out of the bathroom.

Dinner was quiet. As Aaron ate, he thought of ways to bring the conversation up. He glanced up at Simon. The man was busy chawing down on his cooking.

Aaron sighed, catching Simons attention. "Are you okay? Does it still hurt?" Simon asked. "I'll make sure to punish Casper for doing such a stupid thing. What in the world was he even doing that far off in my closet?" He sighed dreadfully and shook his head.

It was quiet again for some time.

"Sy." Aaron called and Simon lifted his head up to look at him.

"What's on your mind? You look like you're deep in thought." Simon questioned.

"Well...when I was in your room..."

"You saw the pictures." Simon finished and placed his spoon down on his plate, giving Aaron a serious look.

Aaron nodded.

Simon sighed. "In all honesty, I didn't want you to find out at all." He started. "She's someone who I don't want in my life anymore and isn't important to me anymore so there's no reason for you to worry." He added. "For what it's worth, we dated for a year and a half. She was a little too...or at least she told me she was—let's just say things didn't end well." He smiled. "You're the only one I care about right now. She might come back in my head through memories every now and then but, she's not a problem anymore so don't fret." He added.

Aaron didn't care about this girl. He knew well that Simon loved him and he was satisfied with that, he just felt a little distant. He waited for Simon to speak about her and the longer he waited, the further away he felt.

He was okay now, it didn't matter anymore.