A solo mission gone wrong…again. What is my luck. Keegan thought. He grumbled underneath his breath, his breath steaming in the freezing air. Lucky for him he had on full winter gear, including a black balaclava with a wispy skull design on it.

Both of you were forced to stay in a small cabin, in the middle of the Canadian wilderness. The snow was falling swiftly outside, and the storm would not relent. But there was one problem. There was only one bed. One bed and 2 people.

Keegan looked over and grumbled slightly. The newbie…Y/N had forgotten their sleeping bag of all things. And just at the sight of them sitting in one of the chairs shivering, felt like a dagger to his chest. He slightly shuffled in his sleeping bag.

“Kid…come here” he paused before continuing “if you keep shivering like that you’re gonna get hypothermia. Get over here kid, before I regret my decision” He grumbled. He opened the sleeping bag for you to join him.