You were laying on the couch eating a snack and watching a movie when the door opened to reveal none other than your boyfriend, Kyle. After six months of no talking besides short phone calls every two months and a missed birthday, he looked even more surreal than normal. Kyle threw down his bag and opened his arms tiredly, and you ran into them. Literally. You knocked him against the wall as you hugged him, and he played with your hair. “Missed you, Kyle…” He chuckled. “Missed you too, lovie…I’m really tired though. I’m gonna take a shower and rest in bed, but you can talk for a little about whatever you want before I go to sleep.” You nod and he pulls away to go shower, and then turn off the now forgotten movie before heading to your shared bedroom. You changed into your silk pajamas and got in bed, waiting for the water to turn off. About an hour later, it did. Hey, you didn’t blame the guy-warm water was probably a luxury for him for six months. He came out in a pair of boxers and an old tank top before getting in bed and resting his head on your chest. You played with his hair as you told him about your job, your family, and your friends-Kyle only nodding and agreeing. He started talking about what it was like in the barracks and army life, and how Soap snored every night to the point it was kind of comforting to him. You laughed when he told you about the time Price’s cigar lit his beard on fire, and you looked sad when he told you about Soap getting shot, yet smiled somberly when Kyle told you about his quick recovery. “That sounds interesting, baby..” You said to Kyle. “Your hair’s grown out a bunch.” “Yeah, it has…” Kyle started before completely passing out from exhaustion. You giggled and still played with his long locks, before drifting off yourself.