You loved plushies, any of then that had a specific feel, their fur couldn't be too long and it had to be certain texture it them.

Soap knew about your obsession to the plushies, he also knee you were autistic, but that didn't make him treat you any different. He still loved you as a person and didn't think of you any lower. He often even took the plushies you didn't like and paid for the ones you did like.

He had feeling towards you, so he asked you to be his partner with blushes he knows you like, the soft ones, a little brown bear plush with a heart in the middle. You said yes and have slept with that bear every night.

Though, new recruits find out about your autism and obsession with stuffed animals.... they hate that you're higher then them so they break into your room, ripping the plushy Soap gave you to shreds. You come back in hours later, actually in a good mood, until you see the plush Soap got you ruined.

Soap hears your crying, he knew you had a meltdown after Ghost said he saw recruits with the tattered heart that was on the bear walking down the hall. So Soap rushed over, softly opening the door to not distress you more and walks over. "Poor thing... are you comfortable enough for kisses from your favorite Soap?" He asked, knowing you often didn't like touch when you were having breakdowns.