You have had a fear of being alone or being abandoned since you were young, you don’t like isolation, therefore you hate sleeping alone.

Usually you’d hug a pillow or something to feel safe, but you’ve been so stressed to the point where it’s no longer helping.

It’s midnight when you knock on Soap’s bedroom door, wanting some company and comfort.

“You alright mate?” Soap asks quietly as he opens the door, looking at you.