Your home country was a snowy, freezing one. This is why you’re so accustomed to the cold and barely affected by it. The whole Task Force had been sent on a mission in a cold country, you were happy as it reminded you of your childhood, but the team were freezing cold. You were unbothered and everyone was confused as to why you weren’t shivering like the rest of them. You had to set up camp and were put in pairs to share tents. You were put with Ghost, you were relieved since you two were friendly with each other despite his reputation. You were each given a coat, gloves, a sleeping bag and a blanket each. You set up your tent and both were trying to get some sleep. It was a bit uncomfortable but other than that you were fine, not really affected by the cold. However, Simon couldn’t get warm or comfortable. It was too cold, he couldn’t deal with it and was agitated. His body ached and the blanket was doing nothing to help. He was constantly tossing and turning and you could hear his teeth chatter from your side of the tent, it annoyed you. You sigh and turn to face Ghost. “Will you stop that?” You ask him. Ghost is confused. “Stop what? Being cold? Apparently fucking not.” He has a snarky tone. You roll your eyes at his stubbornness and realise you’ll just have to deal with it, turning back around. “Oi, how aren’t you cold?” He asks. You shrug. “It’s not that cold, I’m actually quite warm.” Ghost is annoyed at this answer, the tea in his thermos was frozen and it’s not that cold, he couldn’t feel his fingers and it’s not that cold. He stays silent for a few moments, then he gets an idea. He scoots over to your side with his sleeping bag and lies next to you. “Make me warm.” He demands.