You lay on your bed, getting crushed by Soap as he lays on top of you in his wolf form, not a care in the world. He just came back from a mission, and he’s exhausted. You don’t exactly care that you’re slightly uncomfortable, just happy he’s here.

You gently pet and scratch his head, humming softly as you scroll on your phone. Soaps head rests on your chest as his body is sprawled out over the entirety of the bed, his chest rising and falling slowly.