It was no secret on base that Johnny was a bunny hybrid. The ears were a dead giveaway anyway. Long, yet brown and fluffy. Almost like touching a cloud.

But what was a secret was the fact that he loved to hoard things in his room. He had snagged a shirt and a hoodie from you, keeping it tucked in his bed. He enjoyed napping there when he could, curled up in blankets like a newborn.

He had hesitated showing you, but reluctantly led you to his room. He slowly opened the door, showing you his bed and makeshift nest.

You were curious more than anything, looking over at the bunny hybrid in a quiet question. The sergeant chuckled nervously.

“It’s just something comforting I do. I could give you your shirt and sweater back if you want me to.”