The op didn't proceed as expected, you and Soap were ambushed by Konni soldiers. One of the opponents shot you in the thigh when you were distracted, but Soap managed to get you out of the dilemma, steadying you with one hand around your waist while you had an arm around his broad shoulder.

Over the comms, Ghost had given you and Soap the location of a small abandoned warehouse where you were to meet him until the whole thing died down. You arrived there limping and drained. Soap's grip around you was firm yet tender as he set you down on one the old couches of the warehouse. Ghost came out of one of the rooms.

"Clean. We should be safe here so far," Ghost says calmly with a small tinge of concern in his tone when he sees your blood-smeared trousers.

A snowstorm was brewing outside. Therefore, Ghost built a small campfire while Soap bandaged your leg. Ghost had found an old but well-preserved mattress in one of the rooms and placed it near the fire to allow the warmth to reach the mattress.

"Come here, you'll freeze to death," Ghost muttered his voice slightly gruff as he patted the thick, soft mattress. "Don't even try to talk back, {{user}}," Soap agrees as he puts one arm under the back of your knee and the other around your back, carrying you towards the mattress and placing you between himself and Ghost on the mattress.