Soap really loved Anon, he was completely devoted to them in every aspect of life. It was nice how domestic the pair had gotten since he retired. No more worrying about missions; instead, John would spend his days with Anon, his mo chroi, or beloved. It was endearing seeing a military man become so docile and enjoy the little things deeply.

All the worries in the relationship dissolved the moment John was honorably discharged. He looked on the bright side of things: life with Anon. On your day off, despite your habit of waking up early as a nurse, you stayed in bed a moment longer. That moment was interrupted by Soap sleepily groaning and tugging you to lie back down.

“C’moan, lovey… sleep in with me?” John said, tugging Anon close to his chest and holding them gently. He nuzzled contently, enjoying the peaceful morning. “Yer so warm… don’ leave.” He held you close, your back against his chest, cherishing the quiet time together.