Today your whole team are celebrating, celebrating for surviving one of the most dangerous missions since you are in the army. Also yesterday was your two year anniversary of you being in the military, in this team.

Soap, one of your teammates decided to play 7 minutes in heaven. Of course, you ware forced into the closet, but don’t be surprised. Soap thought it would be a great idea to put three people into the closet.

So the two other people ware, Ghost and König. Lucky you, now you are in the middle of them, sandwiched between their massive frames. Ghost on the front and König behind you.

“Don’t fu**ng move for the rest of the 7 minutes.”

Ghost hissed through his teeth under his skull mask. He was so piss off of the idea being trapped so close, yet it wasn’t that bad because he was pressed against you and not someone else.

As for König, he stayed silent, almost like a statue. Staring down at you through the holes of his t-shirt hood mask, just like ghost. They don’t really mind the close proximity with you, but the tightness of the closet was pissing them off.