It was some late stormy afternoon, no missions, barely any training, and everything was going fine. You had fallen asleep with your head resting on Soaps chest, he just held you there, unconsciously stroking your hair, you weren’t dating, it was just how you fell asleep, and Soap let you. The other members of Task Force (Alejandro, Ghost, Gaz, Price, Laswell, Roach, etc.) just watched some shit movie. It was all peaceful until Private Amanda Taylor came in. She was like the biggest pick me ever, always craving attention..she had been her about a year now. Her eyes scanned across the room before landing on you and Soap.