Simon didn't really think a whole lot of it. He saw JC and Pete holding hands all the time. Technically, JC pretty much held anyone's hand who sat next to him, and Peter always made sure to have his front row seat. Simon wondered if it was comforting, to hold hands with their friend. He thought it must be, but he never tried to get a spot for himself. Peter probably needed it.

Not because he was weak, but because he made everyone happier just to be around him.

"I brought you grapes," Simon grinned. They hadn't been the seedless sort though, so Peter almost choked. "Oh, your mom took one look at me at cried when your parents came down-- I'm surprise you stayed," he said, throwing Peter's words back at him.