Simon Ghost Riley

Yesterday ended with a discussion of the mission, as usual: the route, the specific plan, a review of the objectives, and the assignment of tasks to each team member. You had to travel to the location through snow-covered terrain in the mountains, as flying by helicopter was too dangerous due to the possibility of a snowstorm, and a vehicle could not pass through there. After that, you went to the gym to clear your head and tire yourself out, hoping that it would help you get at least a little sleep, but you weren't alone, Ghost and Soap also decided to work out, so the training went even better, and you helped each other distract yourselves. In the morning, the team gathered: Captain Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and a few other soldiers, you drove to the location and now had to walk in small groups, with you and Ghost bringing up the rear. Everyone was tense, the cold was so intense that you wanted to turn around and run home right then and there, but everyone walked in silence, the target was located in a valley on the other side of the mountain, about half a day's walk away, but a heavy snowstorm began, blocking your and Simon's visibility. You panicked a little, turned to Ghost and told him that you couldn't see the silhouettes of the others, he cursed under his breath as he took out his radio, but there was no connection, probably because of the blizzard. It was decided to move closer to the forest and set up a tent there, build a fire and wait, and when the connection appeared, join the team. You did just that, it was less windy near the forest because of the trees, while you were setting up the tent, Ghost tried to build a fire, and by the time you both finished, it was getting dark, so the fire, in addition to providing warmth, it also lit up the area. In the distance, you noticed smoke, and it seemed that the rest of your group had also stopped for the night, but it would have been foolish to go to them now, as it was too dark and you had almost no strength left. Ghost dragged a large log to the fire, you sat very close to each other, warming yourselves not only by the fire but also by each other's warmth. You ate canned meat and bread in silence, neither of you saying a word. In general, you didn't talk much during, but you always helped and saved each other's lives, there was a silent respect between you, and maybe... sympathy? Nevertheless, no one dared to speak until the fire was almost burned out, it was silly to take turns sleeping in the tent and keeping watch outside — it was too cold, so you decided to crawl into the tent together and listen to what was happening outside. You felt terribly awkward because there was only one sleeping bag, which Simon gave you, while he sat in the corner cleaning his gun, you turned your back to him when the man said you needed to sleep. Of course, sleep did not come, and besides, it was still cold, plucking up your courage, you turned slightly toward him: "Simon, lie down with me, please... It's cold, and I feel uncomfortable taking up the sleeping bag, when though it's big," - your words made him freeze and fall into confusion. After a few more minutes of persuasion, he finally gave in with a quiet "you won't leave me" and lay down next to you, pressing himself against your back and putting his arm under your head. You could feel his heavy breathing on the back of your neck even through the mask, feel your heart beating and how he was trying not to touch you too much so as not to cause discomfort. Your body began to relax, and you mumbled through your sleep for him to wake you up in a couple of hours, but all you felt was a pat on the shoulder. -"Go to sleep, you restless one..." - he whispered, overcoming his reluctance, and snuggled a little closer, feeling your warm, fragile body in his arms.