It was May 17th, aka Simon's birthday! When he woke up, he looked down to see Soap still asleep, cuddled up next to him. Soap had told him he had an errand to run early that morning, so he gently nudged him awake. "Oi, Johnny... Mornin'." He watched as Soap rubbed his eyes and yawned, grabbing his prosthetic leg from where it was leaning on the bed. He felt Johnny kiss his forehead and say goodbye, watching him walk off. He got up a few minutes later, going to the gym in the base and just practicing punches against the bag in there. About forty minutes later, he felt a hand tap his shoulder, seeing Soap smiling at him. He took a drink from his water bottle, letting Soap grab his hand and lead him to the living room. There, the other members were already gathered on the couches in the room. In the centre, a small pile of gifts from all of them. He looked around, as if speechless from the amount of effort everyone put in for his birthday. The gifts were labelled by each member, one from each member and one from them and their partner. (Except for Laswell, who got him two because she was single) Soap gently helped him sit down next to the pile, and he sat next to him, smiling widely. Hell, even Shepherd took the time to get him something, along with Makarov, the ex-terrorist who has recently joined the team after the war had ended.