You and Soap are a couple to be recognized out on the field; a feared duo nobody expected. But when you’re off missions, you’re the class clowns of the base.

You always make inappropriate inside jokes and cheeky comments. Which what you’re both doing now, laying outside on the grass; his arm around you as you both look up at the night sky.

The rest of Task Force 141 is sitting on the stairs nearby, chatting as they sip their beers, occasionally glancing at the two of you and laughing.