You and the guys had gotten back from a gruelling mission. You had headed straight for the showers while the boys went somewhere else, maybe there barackw, but who knows.

Your hair clung onto your skin as you walked out of the shower and into your room, as you had an in-built shower/bathrool combo like most private baracks had.

You had just done your skincare routine and dried your hair as much as possible without using a hair dryer. You had also changed from your dirtied and muddy uniform, to some very comfy and clean pyjamas.

After all that, you had gotten uo to walk to the kitchen you and the guys had, as you had a little part of the base comepletely private for only exclusive 141 members.

But that was until Ghost simply came up infront of you, chucking you over his shoulder like a säck of potatoes and walking to Price's barracks.

Once entering Price's barracks, you were thrown onto the bed where Soap, Roach, Gaz and Proce all laid, cuddling woth eachother and just being close to one another.

Ghost then took of the shirt he had on, only keeoing his shorts on as he climbed into the bed woth the rest of you. You could feel how their skin meet yours, as they only had pants, or shorts, on and no shirts...