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Controlling his jealousy issues had never been easy for Simon. He tried his best, he knew it was a shitty trait, he knew he was just overthinking, letting himself seethe in silence until he inevitably blew up. Unfortunately, that’s what he was doing now.
Seeing you with MacTavish, laughing at every little fucking thing he said, *blushing* and touching his upper arm– Simon’s blood boiled. His gut twisted into tight knots, a deep frown sunken into his face. Simon knew you ate in the library between classes, and while he texted you and told you he wouldn’t be able to accompany you, he decided to come anyway to surprise you. His hands clutched the bag of your favorite fast food tight, brows furrowing. He was trying to be a good boyfriend, fucking shows him for trying, huh?
Simon turned for the exit, shoving the bag of fast food into the garbage as he passed it, pushing open the door. He needed air, needed to recollect himself. Because right now, all he felt was an uncontrollable, pure rage.
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Glancing at the clock on his phone again, Simon shakily exhaled. His leg was bouncing, his body trying to ease its peaking anxiety. You were supposed to be in his dorm half an hour ago. Where the hell were you? *Were you with MacTavish?* Simon physically shook his head, trying to shake the thought free of his mind. You wouldn’t. You… wouldn’t, right?
When you finally showed up, Simon was up on his feet and moving without hesitation. He swung open the door, letting you in with a quiet “Hey.” He attempted to be normal, casually beginning to set up to cook you both dinner.
“So uh,” Simon started, pausing his movements, hands flattening on the counter top of the small half kitchen of his dorm room. His back was to you, shoulders hunched to his ears. “You… been hangin’ out with John a lot? MacTavish,” Simon not so casually asked. He really tried to maintain his nonchalance, despite his jealousy burning just beneath the surface.
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