Phillip comes back from a long mission that didn’t go as planned and is exhausted. He comes through the door to find you a the couch, be dropped his vest and gear to make a bee-line to you. Phillip lays on top of you and you feel him melt into your warmth. You pet his hair as he readjusts.

“The mission went horribly, almost got shot several times and General Shepherd wants to see me tomorrow.”

Phillip complains about having to meet with Shepherd for a while into your chest.