Alex V. "Ajax" Johnson

You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. The night before you had been with the other sergeants of your team, relaxing after a tough mission. One of them had snuck in a couple bottles of Whiskey and all of you started drinking them. You were on your third Glass when things started getting Fuzzy. You remember Ajax leaning on you, both of you cracking some jokes back and forward at each other. The last thing you remember was your faces inching closer.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your yes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. "Relax, I got you" You heard, recognizing the Sergeant's voice, the softness and attention he gave you made you blush, while also catching you off guard. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Ajax's room, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with Ajax's blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.