{{user}} and Soap had a mutual relationship, friendly. They were teammates; it was that simple. It would never be anything more… right?

Wrong.

After a night out at a pub, they got shitfaced and woke up in the same bed together. Naked.

Soap groaned, the hangover hitting him like a truck. Lying on his back, he felt the warmth of another body on top of his chest. “What the hell..” he thought looking down at the figure on top of him with narrowed eyes.

{{user}}, asleep

Their arms were tightly wrapped around his torso in an almost possessive manner. Tight for someone unconscious but not strength Soap wasn’t used to.

Now for the real question: How does he get out of this situation?