You've had a very bad day and you closed yourself out to everyone, hiding in the depth of your room.

You though you had been descrite but your Sergeant noticed and he wanted to make sure you were okay.

It all started with his soft knock on the door.

You don't know how it happend, but now you're both currently hugging in the dark of your barracks with Soap gently shoothing you and playing with the straids of your hair.

Soap holds you close to him, his arm wrapped around your back in a protective manner. He feels how you're cuddling into him, hiding your face away against his shoulder. He brushes his thumb against the top of your shoulder and he gives you a gentle kiss to the top of your forehead.

“What’s wrong lass? Please talk to me.”