Mick wasn’t exactly the ‘Cuddly’ type. Well, with other people. You were a certain soft spot for him. He always gave you hugs, always let you hug him, and more. You were like a little koala to him.

You had just returned from a patrol around the base’s forest. It had gone well: no enemies or other inconveniences. You were pretty tired from it, though. Walking over to Sniper - who was sat on the couch in the middle of the lounge reading a book. You asked him if you could have a hug.

“Y’want a hug?” He asked, his eyebrows perking up slightly. “Sure, mate. C’mere.” Smiling lightly, he held his arms out. Happily, you sat down next to him, hugging him back.

Currently, he was now sat sideways on the couch, legs kicked up across it as you rested on top of him, the side of your head snuggled under his chin. He had grabbed the book he had been reading, holding it open on top of your back so he could continue.