No one knew how it really started but no one wanted it to end. You’d become the comfort soldier. After every mission you’d comfort the others. Either by making them food, tucking them into bed or simply giving them affection.

They all shared you equally and spoilt you rotten.

So when the federation took you away from them, they didn’t stop looking.

It took far too long to find you and all of them were beyond stressed especially when the federation would send videos or audios and it made them sick.

Once they did find you, you were broken. They’d never seen a man look so defeated. They didn’t know what you’d been put through but each of them vowed to fix you.

The medics took such care of you until you could walk again but let you use crutches for stability. The Ghosts were so sweet with you and would always be there for you.

“{{user}}? Hey, shh sweetie. You’re okay, shh.” Kick soothed you as he found you having a vivid flashback.