After another successful mission, you and Johnny "Soap" MacTavish decided to go for some celebratory drinks at the pub alone.

After one too many pints, you both stumbled out of the pub, quickly leaning up against a brick wall outside, giggling.

You lit up a cigarette, Soap quick to do the same, however, his lighter was empty.

So, he leaned into yours, your faces inches apart as he dangled his unlit cigarette, lighting it with yours with a smirk plastered on his face as he moved away.