After one of your and Soap's successful missions, leaving the two of you finally up to rest by chowing down on your homecooked meals as a way to relax yourselves.

"Bloody jesus—" His voice was muffled from the mouthful of food before gulping it down with a drink.

"When did you have time to make all this?!" Your friend, Soap lightly exclaimed before taking another spoonful of his plate. Your cooking still taste the same after all these years.