So, I was recently reading some Simon fics and some people are shipping Garrett and Cal together. I'm sorry if you personally ship them or if it's in Leah on the Offbeat (since I'm late AF and still haven't read it), but I just don't see it.
Four days had passed since Bram brought Simon to this private little house. And Simon wouldn't and couldn't lie when he said that he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the larger than life house and the company and attention that Bram gave him. But Simon couldn't help but being worried and a little upset with his boyfriend. Four days ago he came back out of nowhere with a lie about going out as The Savior. And most importantly of all, he came back with a bruise on his neck that was the exact same size of a hickey. Simon didn't want to suspect cheating, but it happened every night since they came here. In the day, Bram would cook for Simon, shower him with love and care, take him shopping or out to eat and just act like everyone's dream boyfriend. But at night, Bram would leave, spilling some excuse about going out to patrol and then coming back almost two or three hours later. With hickey sized bruises on his neck, chest and stomach.
Simon woke up that morning, biting his lip. Trying to think. The thought of his Bram cheating on him made him miss sleep. Made his well deserved and needed sleep go run off somewhere to someone that needed it. Bram was still sleeping soundly beside him. He looked adorable, but all Simon could see was the hickey like bruise on his neck. Simon knew Bram. He knew that Bram loved him and that Bram would never do anything to hurt him. There must be some explanation as to why he had bruises. He had to be... hurt in some way. Hurt while doing... Savior things right? Right? But every time he called Garrett on the comms as Jacques and asked if Bram was okay out there, Garrett said that Bram wasn't even on the comms. Which meant that he wasn't even out patrolling that night. Simon wiped his eyes, trying to not cry while thinking of some kind of logical answer as to why Bram was lying to him. To why Bram said what he said.
Bram started to stir awake, not feeling Simon's body beside him or feeling his breath on his chest. Simon didn't notice, he was to wrapped up in his thoughts about the man that he wanted to marry cheating on him. Bram opened his eyes and smiled, seeing Simon's bare back next to him. But why was he awake in the first place? Bram sat up and grabbed Simon's hand. "Babe..." he called sleepily. "It's seven in the morning. What are you doing awake?"
"Nothing it's just..." Simon said, moving his head and standing up from the bed, not caring that he was naked. Bram raised his eyebrows confused as Simon ran into the bathroom and closed the door. Bram sat up, completely awake now with worry for his boyfriend. This whole Cal thing was taking a toll on him. He had been to busy getting him the money that he wanted and handing to him in his and Simon's apartment. He had been thinking too much about him that he hadn't noticed that something was wrong with Simon. That something was bugging his precious boyfriend. Bram grabbed his boxers, which he had thrown to the ground before bed the night before, and put them on along with his favorite navy blue and yellow hooded sweatshirt.
Bram picked up Simon's boxers and Harry Potter shirt from the ground and he walked over to the door. He knocked lightly. "Babe..." he called. "Are you alright?"
Simon looked up from his hands. He had sat down on the toilet and silently sobbed, thinking of the idea that Bram had cheated on him. Thinking of what he did wrong so that Bram grew bored of him. "Oh I'm..." Simon wiped his tears away and walked to the sink. "I'm fine."
Simon ran the water and wiped the hot water on his face to reduce the puffiness in his eyes so Bram didn't know he was crying. Bram bit his lip from the other side of the door and clutched Simon's clothes closer. "You don't seem fine." Bram said. "Babe... can I... can I come in?"
"No!" Simon yelled a bit angrily. But he hid his anger and looked back at himself in the mirror. "I'm... I'm fine."
Simon walked over to the door and opened it. He faked a smile at Bram and cupped his cheek. Simon took his clothes from Bram and walked off, getting dressed behind him. Bram looked at Simon, worry all over his face. He knew that Simon had been crying. He had been with the young boy for so long that he knew when he cried and tried to hide it. Bram walked over to Simon, once he was dressed in jeans and a sweater, and held his wrists tightly. "Si... what's wrong?" he asked. Simon bit his lip and looked down, shaking his head. "Hey... you can talk to me. You can tell me anything."
Simon sighed and shook his head. He pulled his wrists free and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. "I have to go." he said. "I'm heading to the start of Leah's wedding rehearsal."
Bram raised his eyebrows. Now he knew something was wrong. The two of them had known about Leah and Garrett's wedding since the whole Cal prison thing happened. Bram was even asked to be Garrett's best man, which he said yes to. Simon and him even helped plan the wedding along with their other friends. The wedding rehearsal was important to everyone for the two lovers. And Simon always tried to leave hours early to something important or unimportant whenever he was mad at Bram. Now Bram knew that Simon was upset with him. "Simon, I know that you're made at me. You always do this when you're mad. Plus, you know I'm going as well. I'm Garrett's best man to Christ's sake!" Bram rushed to catch up with Simon as he started to walk off. He grabbed his wrists and turned him over.
"Bram, let me go!" Simon said, shaking.
Bram let him go immediately. Remembering that Simon had a trigger when people touched him or held him whenever he didn't want it. Bram remembered his kidnapping. He remembered his recovery from it. "Si, I'm sorry." he said, pulling back. "But just please... tell me what happened. Tell me what I did so I can make things better. Please baby."
"You want to know why I'm mad?! Fine!" he pointed at Bram's neck, where the hickey bruise was. "That! Because of that! Because you're... you're cheating me!"
Bram froze, his hand lingering to the bruise. He hadn't realized what this looked like. "Simon... look. I can explain."
"So it's true!" Simon exclaimed. "You are cheating on me!"
"No, I'm not!" Bram said.
"But what else could it be?! You come back here so late all the time, with all these hickey sized bruises... and then you just treat me like I'm the entire world when the sun comes up?! Four days Bram! Four days that you've left this nice ass house to meet this... this mystery man!" Simon sobbed, his face getting red. "Well?! Does he treat you better than I do? Is he... is he better at sex or something? Is he richer?!"
"Simon, no! None of what you're saying it's true!" Bram cried.
"You really expect me to believe this?! When you come back home with all these bruises! I've seen you come back with bags! Is he more kinky than I am?! Does he do you rougher than me?! All these damned... damned..." Simon eyes rolled and he moved forward.
Bram's eyes widened and he moved forward with his flight, levitating in the floor. "SIMON!" he yelled, catching his overly upset boyfriend. He held him close, checking his pulse. "Simon? Simon?"
Simon didn't answer. He had fainted. Bram had forgotten that Simon fainted when his emotions got too big for him to handle. Bram licked his lips and pulled Simon into his arms. Bram could see where Simon might have gotten the idea of cheating. He left to do the bidding of Cal everyday and he gave him the money. And Bram would want Simon near him at all times before he had to go and give Cal the $2000 that he asked for, for goddamned reason. It would look like cheating from a current way. Bram flew with Simon over to the couch and laid him down on the fluffy pillows that Simon always curled up in when they watched movies on that couch.
Bram checked Simon's heartbeat, nodding when he noticed that it wasn't slower. Bram walked out of the house and into the car, pulling out the bag of cash that he was supposed to give Cal and his Savior suit that Simon would sometimes ask Bram to wear when they made out. Bram walked back inside and set the items back down on the coffee table. He took a seat next to him and he put his hands in front of him.
After a couple of agonizing moments, Simon woke up. He sat up, holding his head in his hands. Bram stayed still, understanding that Simon might have needed a moment. Bram sighed. "Look inside the bag Simon." he said. "Trust me, it's nothing bad."
Simon sighed and he moved over to the bag. He unzipped the black duffel bag and looked inside. He saw blocks of money. Simon looked at them with confusion. Why would he have so much money on him now? Simon looked over at Bram. "Bram... why do you have so much money on you?" he asked.
"Remember how Cal escaped?" Bram said, looking down at the ground while shaking his head. "He came up to the apartment. He threatened to hurt you if I didn't give him over $2000 every day for a week. That's why I left every night."
Simon put the money down and he looked at Bram's suit. He looked at the design of it and checked it. "You really were being The Savior?" he said. "But... but every time I went on the comms, Garrett said that you weren't there. That you weren't going out to patrol."
"I was. But I didn't go on the comms, because I didn't want Cal to come after you two or you coming after me while I made the transfer." Bram said, turning over to look at Simon.
"But... but the bruises."
"Cal must have know that you would think that. So he punched him in different areas after each transfer. He knew that you would notice. He probably thought that you would go running into his arms..." Bram finally turned over and lingered for Simon's soft and gentle touch. "Simon I... I would never hurt you. Never. I love you and only you." Simon sobbed, burying his face in Bram's Savior suit. "Oh sweetheart."
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Simon said, hugging him tightly and crying in his shoulder. "I should have trusted you. I should have believed in our love."
"It's okay Si. If it's anyone's fault it's Cal's." Bram said.
"And during all of this, I thought that I could never marry a cheater." Simon said, wiping his tears.
Bram looked up. "W-What?"
Simon chuckled and pulled out his father's ring from his pocket. "All this time... I was wanted to propose to you. Because your perfect. That first night you left, I was trying to find a perfect way to ask."
Bram smiled and he shook his head laughing. He got up and and pulled Simon with him. He brought him to the kitchen, where Bram went inside the fridge and pulled out a bottle of red wine. And tied to the bottle was a beautiful ring. "I was going to propose to you after the wedding rehearsal. I was going to take you on a picnic and I had a speech planned out and everything!" he laughed. "God damn you Spier."
"He already is. I'm gay after all." Simon said, walking closer to him. He looked up and smiled at Bram. "Bram I... I'm so sorry."
Bram smiled and brushed Simon's blonde locks out of his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed Simon as passionately as he deserved. Simon kissed him back and held his cheeks in his hands. When they let go, five whole minutes had passed and the two were hot and out of breath. Simon chuckled, pushing his glasses back up onto his nose. Bram smiled. "So um... you said that you had a speech prepared hmm?" Simon said. "Can I... can I hear it?"
Bram smiled, pulling Simon into his arms. "Not here." he said, before flying up into the air and zooming out of the house. Wine bottle in hand. Simon held Bram close and laughed and he flew up towards the woods behind that beautiful house. He put him down in front of a small river near the house and smiled. "Now, my beautiful Simon Spier, may I serenade you with my proposal speech?" Bram asked, trying his best to sound like an old fashioned lord.
"For God's sake Brammie!" Simon exclaimed with a laugh.
Bram smiled and pulled the ring off the wine. He set the wine down and he went down on his knee. He held the ring out to Simon and he smiled. "Simon Spier. Before I met you... I was only focused on one thing. Being The Savior. And then you came into my world and every went upside down. I fell so in love with you. I'm still so in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to marry you. Show you off to the world. Raise a child or two or three, no matter what the homophones say about us. I was want you. I will only want you and love you. You're my precious and beautiful Jacques and I want to be your Blue or your Savior forever and ever and ever." Bram saw Simon start to cry. He got up from the ground and held Simon's neck, pressing their foreheads together. He held the ring out the space between them. "Simon Spier, my Jacques and my one true love... will you marry me?"
Simon sobbed loudly, smiling all the while. "Yes... yes, yes, yes!" he cried, pressing his lips to Bram's. Bram was caught off guard and he fell down. The two laughed and kissed each other. Simon sat up, sitting on Bram's lap and holding out his hand. Bram put the ring on Simon's finger and kissed his knuckles. "Now." Bram said. "Are you going to propose to me know?"
"It's not like I can top your proposal speech." Simon said, before wiping his tears. "But I'll just ask you. Abraham Louis Greenfeld... will you... will you be my husband?"
Bram laughed and he took Simon's ring, putting it on his own finger. "Yes Simon. Yes I will."
Bram and Simon moved forward and kissed each other again. Bram held Simon's waist while Simon moved and traced his jaw with his lip. "Oh Si..." Bram said when they parted. "Your sweater... it's ruined."
"I don't care." Simon said, helping Bram and moving into his arms. "I just care that you're here. That you love me."
"Of course I do. I'll only love you." Bram said, holding him and picking him back up into arms. "Now come on... you have to change and we have a wedding rehearsal to get to."
"Wait..." Simon said, making him stop. "But... what about Cal? What are we going to do?"
Bram smiled and kissed Simon's temple. "Don't worry about him." he said. "But just know that he's going to get my foot up his ass for hurting you."
Simon chuckled as Bram started to levitate with him. "I'm so glad that I met you." he said. "And I'm glad that you're my fiance."
"I am too." Bram said, leaning forward and giving Simon the tummy tickles that he always laughed so hard at.
