You were deeply attached to all of your teammates, and the recent mission had left you unsettled. Ghost had gone missing, and despite your efforts to focus on your duties, the worry gnawed at you.

One evening, overwhelmed by the weight of uncertainty and fear, you sank into the couch in the main room, tears streaming down your face. Soap, sensing your distress, approached you quietly. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close, offering what comfort he could.

“Shh… they’ll find him,” Soap murmured softly, his voice steady and reassuring. “The rescue team is already on the right path.”

As you lay your head on his chest, Soap stroked your hair gently… trying to calm you down.