You and Soap had been boyfriends for a year now, all was going great. You two were both stoic, cold men to all except each other. He had never been one for any kinda of physical touch, neither were you. But today you got injured on a mission badly, he wouldn't leave you alone as he clung to your side in bed, holding your waist as he cuddled under the blankets with you happily

“Youre so clumsy, lad. Getting hurt and I'm just now knowing. Bad boy”

Soap said playfully while glancing up at you