Hello! This is a RogerxSimon fan fiction I wrote. It's not much, and I'm currently still writing it (as of 23/03/15). I don't think they have a ship name, so my friends and I just call it Rimon. I think this is the cutest ship ever! It's actually my OTP so there's that...Enjoy!

Prologue:

Simon popped up behind Roger and placed a small kiss on his cheek. Simon would often sneak up behind Roger and kiss him. It was little things like this that made Roger smile. Roger would never let his amusement show though, he whirred around "Jeez, Simon." he stepped closer," You gotta stop that.". He pinned Simon up against a nearby tree, " Now I've got to get you back, haven't I." He said in a low seductive voice. Trailing his hands up Simon's body. Simon giggled that adorable giggle, he knew Roger would never hurt him, especially since he saved his life from the other boys that stormy night.

Simon had emerged from the forest and the other boys thought he was a beast, however as the other boys ran forward to attack him, Roger tripped and looked for a bit longer, he saw it was Simon and dashed towards him. He was too late dragging them off though, he had several deep cuts, a very swollen ankle, his chest was already bruising, and somebody had hit him quite hard on the head. Roger screamed louder than all of the boys "What's wrong with you! THAT'S SIMON!" The boys stopped as they realized he was right. Roger fell in the sand next to Simon, he was sure he was dead until he heard a small cough. Roger glared at the other boys, even Jack was scared of Roger at that point. Roger had always been a little protective of Simon, but this was different, they hurt him and now Roger was MAD. Just the fact that Roger was screaming at them emphasized his rage even hearing him speak would have shocked them. Roger looked down at Simon kneeling next to him, he saw tears on Simon's cheeks and heard weak whimpers. Roger didn't hesitate. He scooped up Simon and carried him up the mountain grabbing a burning stick as he passed the fire. Nobody followed him as he ran towards castle rock, carrying an unconscious Simon over his shoulder.

Simon awoke next to a big blaze "Is this hell?" He thought. Then he saw Roger, and felt him. Roger was holding Simon's hand to his lips and leaning over him. He was laying next to a fire and was alone with Roger. Simon looked down and saw scabs forming. He couldn't remember anything. All he knew is that all the boys had just tried to kill him. All he felt was sharp throbbing pain all over his body. He saw that Roger noticed he had woken up. Roger was kissing Simon's hand and whispering "Thank you, oh god thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Simon smiled to see this amount of affection from the normally stone cold Roger. Roger then turned his attention to Simon "Simon. Oh god Simon, are you hurting? I thought you were...that you were gonna...". Simon now saw Roger was crying, this startled and upset Simon as Roger was normally quiet and emotionless. Simon nodded, he was hurt, he wasn't going to lie. Roger went pale, he looked over Simon and darted his head around looking for something that wasn't there. Roger looked back down to Simon and frowned a tearful frown, it was as if seeing Simon in pain hurt Roger too. Roger thought for a minute and looked to Simon. He looked down at him and leaned towards his face. Roger pressed his lips against Simon's and sucked softly on his lip. Roger continued downwards, Roger placed several small kisses on each cut and bruise. Simon smiled at Roger, he felt better already, the butterflies in his stomach were far more prominent than the pain. There was nothing around them so the fact Roger was tending to his wounds with love made a smile appear on his face. Roger reached the last scratch near his belly button. He hadn't been kissing the wounds in any particular order. Roger moved back to Simon's lips for one last, long kiss. He looked back down to Simon. "Did that help at all? There isn't really anything here so…I just guessed that's the least I could do" Roger asked hopefully. Simon nodded, the ecstasy and euphoria in his chest was making him giddy, he barely remembered that he was pretty much at death's door. Roger smiled and kissed Simon again. Simon wanted to pull Roger closer but a possibly broken rib prevented him. He settled for their current distance. Roger rubbed his head and ran his fingers through Simon's jet black hair.

Over the next few months, Roger helped Simon recover keeping him company on the rock, bringing him food and water, and keeping his hurt ankle elevated. Every so often Roger would sneak in little kisses during his time nursing Simon. Simon had been harbouring a crush for Roger, even before the crash, and now Roger was kissing him, caring for him. Simon couldn't have been happier up on castle rock with Roger. But eventually he had to go back to the beach. His ankle was better but Roger insisted he hold Simon's hand walking down the mountain, "Careful baby bird." (A pet name Roger had given Simon up on castle rock) "I don't want you to fall."

Simon giggled and walked down the rest of the mountain and towards the beach. Before the got to the beach Roger let go of Simon's hand and walked beside him, not wanting to lose his reputation as a tough hunter. Roger gave Simon a peck on the cheek and returned his face to a fierce glare. Simon knew the truth though. He saw the glint of sweetness in his eyes. He wasn't just a sadistic psychopath, he could be gentle.

Chapter 1:

Roger kept Simon cornered to the tree,"Wait." Simon said as Roger leaned in to kiss him,

"Hm?"

"I wanna show you something."

Roger obliged. He backed away freeing Simon. He knelt down and, taking the invitation, Simon hopped onto his back. "Where to baby bird?" Roger teased. Simon smiled and pointed. They eventually ended up in Simon's special place. Roger let Simon down and he walked backward with his arms out. He was presenting the candle buds, the lush grass and trees, there was a rock wall and thick foliage surrounding them so it was more like a room with a green floor. Roger almost smiled at the pure beauty of the sight. Simon was ecstatic to get this attention and praise from Roger, "Do you like it?! I always come here to be alone. I thought this could be our spot." Simon said with excited eyes. Roger finally gave in and smiled at Simon's enthusiasm, this is the exact reason he called him baby bird, he flitted about with excited eyes, innocent and sweet, and the way he hopped around with his arms out now only made him seem more like a baby bird, it was also partially related to the fact he was a soprano in the choir, his singing always unnerved Roger, made him feel placid, it was beautiful like a song birds, but he was always very quiet. Roger remembered one day he went to the smaller boy and said "Y-you're singing is really beautiful, you should be louder so everyone can hear you." Both Simon and Roger blushed, then Roger fled. This was the first time he had talked to Simon and even now he thought back to that day and smiled.

Simon now lay on the ground near a large patch of blue flowers. Roger walked over and sat with his legs out in front of him propping himself up on his elbows. Simon crawled over and laid down on Rogers thighs. He looked up at Roger and traced his lightly toned abs with a look of focus, hinted with worry. "Whatcha thinkin baby bird?" Roger asked concerned. "Thinking about that night." Simon replied, immediately changing the mood. Simon was silent again and then sat up breathing heavily. "Crap he's having an episode." Roger thought and quickly sat up to wrap his muscular arms around Simon.

Simon was shaking and crying. "Roger,*sob* t-they were going *sob* to k-k-kil-*sob* OH GOD! Ro-oge-r..." Simon continued sobbing flinging his arms around Roger and holding him tight, shaking uncontrollably . Roger continued to hold Simon tightly. He stroked Simon's black hair shushing him. "Shh.. It's okay baby bird...I've got you...I'll never let anything happen to you...I promise...".

"Roger...*sob* what if you didn't *cough* what if they-they... Roger! I can't stand it! *sob* I could be dead right now!" More sobs came from Simon as he hugged Roger closer still. Roger was getting teary eyes now, seeing Simon in such a state killed him. The night terrors he saw Simon live through chilled him to the bone.

Simon would wake up crying almost every night screaming for the other boys to stop, other times he would talk about the "Lord of the Flies" he said it was a pig head. It reminded Roger of the sacrifice to the beast. Whenever he would wake up at night Roger would quickly run over to console him. Eventually the boys decided it would be best if they had their own shelter, as Roger seemed to be the only one who could calm Simon. Everybody else made the episodes worse. Doubled with epilepsy...Simon usually enjoyed his epileptic episodes as they gave him a moment of peace, but now all he saw were the other boys stabbing at him, and the Lord of the Flies, mumbling words he couldn't hear, like a memory you can't quite remember.

Simon continued to sob, the fit didn't seem to want to end anytime soon. Simon was buried in Rogers shoulder his arms holding him close, as if Roger was the only thing protecting him from the other boys. Roger has holding Simon close as well. Roger looked to the sky as he held Simon's head .Suddenly he shoved Simon off holding him by his shoulders. Roger put their foreheads together. "I promised I'd never let them hurt you again baby bird." Roger said between small sobs.

"I know"

"Simon. I mean never."

"I know"

"I will protect you forever"

"Roger, I still see them every time I close my eyes"

"I know baby bird"

"Oh Roger, I just want to die to forget them!"

Roger immediately tensed. Whenever Simon would talk about killing himself, it felt like someone just shot Roger in the chest. He shook Simon almost shouting at him.

"Don't you EVER say that! I couldn't live without you. You know that...You gotta remember, whenever you get scared, that I'm here ."

Simon's sobs started to die away as they held a tight embrace again.

"Baby bird, I love you."

"I love you too Roger"

"Please don't leave me..."

"...ok..."

That's all folks! Sorry, like all of my stories, this was a short chapter! Whatever, I'll keep em' comin'. Idk how many chapters this is gonna have...guess we'll find out! Later!