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by Illuminatex

by Illuminatex

Jessica's POV

I happily sit on Simon's lap, facing him. His arms sit loosely around my waist. My arms sit loosely around his neck as we happily sit in silence; enjoying each others company as the day slowly goes by.

"You're beautiful. You know that?" Simon says, breaking the silence. "Now I do, thanks." I smile as my face heats up. "Anytime." He lightly laughs.

"Wanna hear a fact?" I ask randomly. "Sure." Simon shrugs. "Did you know that you're a dork?" I laugh. "I do now." He laughs. "It's a good fact, isn't it?" I giggle. "Indeed." Simon smiles. "Oh, I have another fact." I say. "Tell me." He smiles. "Did you know that you're a handsome dork?" I smirk. "Well," he begins. "I do now, love." He smirks back at me. "See, another great fact isn't it." I smile. "Indeed, Jess. Indeed." He smiles back at me.

[A/N: Keeping fangirls happy by calling him 'handsome']

"Simon," "Yes?" "I wanna cuddle." I whine like a little girl. "We are cuddling." He chuckles. "No, as in lie in bed whilst a film is playing in the background and cuddle." I say.

Without saying anything, and in one swift motion, Simon scoops me up into his arms as he stands up. "Show me to your room then." He smiles. I nod, "okay."

"Taadaa." I say as I manage to push my bedroom door open. "You like it?" I ask as we walk inside. "Very nice." Simon smiles as he places me on my bed. "Thanks." I smile widely.

He sits next to me. Without warning, I tackle him down, so we're lying down on my bed. "Really?" He asks. I laugh. "What?" I ask innocently. "Did you have to tackle me?" He asks. "Yes." I nod as I straddle his waist. "I thought you wanted to cuddle?" He questions. "I do," I nod. "I just wanna put my fluffy pyjamas on." I smile. "I see." He nods.

I climb off of him. "Can you get them for me?" I ask. "Where are they?" He asks. "On my chair." I say as I point to my chair, by my desk. "Okay." He nods as he stands up. I watch as he walks over to my chair and grabs my fluffy pyjamas. He then, without warning, throws them at me. "Really?" I ask as they hit my face. "Yes, really." He smiles. I just roll my eyes at him. "What?" He asks as he sits back down next to me. "You're a dork, Simon." I sigh. "Your dork." He says. "Indeed. My dork." I smile warmly at him.

"Now," I begin. "If you don't mind, I'd like to get changed in peace." I smile. "Of course, m'lady." He says before standing up. "Just face a wall or something." I say.

No... I don't mind getting changed with people in the same room as me. I just don't like getting changed when people look/watch me. I feel like they're judging my body. I feel like they think I look disgusting or some shit. It's not nice. I'm getting better though... Kinda.

Simon faces the wall where I hang all my memories. Photos of my family, friends, adventures. That kind of thing. It's also decorated with fairy lights, so it looks kinda Tumblr.

I swiftly change my top without any problems. Time for the bottoms. Carefully I take my shorts of: wincing in pain when I straighten my legs out. I relax for a little bit before carefully putting my 'jama bottoms on: again, wincing in pain. I then tie my hair up into a messy bun, so it's not in mine, or Simon's face.

"Cuddles now." I say like a little girl as I cuddle my unicorn plushie. Simon turns to face me. A smile presents itself on his face as he walks over to me. "You look adorable." He smiles as he flops down next to me. I cuddle right into him, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. "Thank you." I mutter. His arms wrap themselves around me. "Anytime." He whispers.