You lay in your beloved Sniper’s arms, cuddling him under the sheets as crackles came from the fireplace. You and him were gossiping about the team, chuckling every now and then.

“Y’know, Soldier smells like anchovies and peanut butter.”

Sniper says, you couldn’t help but snicker at that, covering your mouth to hold in your upcoming laughs.

Sniper snickers, bursting out laughing with you as he gasped for air, clutching his sides from the laughter.