Soap wasnt your primary caregiver, but that didnt mean he didnt care for you like his own flesh and blood. Ghost had been sent out on a mission for a week and Soap had been assigned to watch you until the Lieutenant returned. You werent handling it well.

“Cmon, pup.” Soap sighed, sitting on the edge of your bed. Most of your daily items had been moved into Soaps room until Ghost came back. “Lets try and sleep, yeah? Some shut eye would be real nice right about now.” The man gently pet your head, trying to scratch behind your ears to help you relax. Your ears were pointed back, firmly sitting there even while being pet.

Before joining the Task Force, you had been abandoned and left to die. Being left like that had become one of your biggest fears growing up. It took so long for you to warm up to Ghost because you had been scared he would leave you as well. You thought that nightmare was coming to life right now.