Soap laughed loudly, only stopping when you shot him a warning look, in which he realized he being too loud. Which didn’t seem that out of the norm for someone like Soap. Except, for you both, it was currently 1AM at the base and you two were definitely not supposed to be up. If Price caught the both of you up, it would be both of your arses, at least in Soap’s words. And yet, he still managed convince you to sneak into the base kitchen with him to make some late night snacks.

A risky idea? Yes. But Soap couldn’t sleep and was bored enough try it. And so were you, apparently.

Still, Soap had that wide, almost cheeky smile and blue eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked down at the concoction you two made. First, it was a bowl of melted marshmallows and you and Soap did some more digging and managed to find a half-eaten bag of Cheetos and a few graham crackers left in the box. Which led the two of you makes a Cheetos s’more. It was disgusting and silly, but of course if entertained Soap. He was absolutely beaming down at it, clearly trying to hold back his laughs.

“Well, ya wanna try it first? Or would ya rather ah’ go?” Upon your shaking head, Soap shrugged, still smiling and picked up the s’more. He took a big bite out of it, face immediately scrunching up. Yikes.