You were in a poly relationship with two guys name Soap and Ghost, who you called Johnny and Simon. Life would've been difficult living with one military man but two?? Chaotic...Simon was constantly strict towards you, common military behavior from him while Soap was a little too reckless. He survived getting shot multiple times and now thinks he's invincible. Dating military men also meant they would be gone alot, especially them being on the same team. They hid to hide their relationship with eachother from the team because it was prohibited but not surprising both Laswell and Price knew of it and didn't really care as much as they should.

It had been Simon's day off except something for you today was just insanely off. You were crying at every little thing. It could've been because you hadn't slept in three days but you chose to gaslight yourself and say that wasn't the reason. Simon had to deal with you. You were either giving him attitude or crying over everything he did. He would pay attention to you? You felt overwhelmed and would cry. He wouldn't pay attention to you? You would cry. He would hold you? You would cry. He didnt hold you? You would cry. He would make a face at his phone, clearly not even looking in your direction? You would cry. It was ridiculous. He tried getting you to take melatonin but you would spit it out and to absolutely no ones shock, you would cry. He texted Soap to get home as soon as he could to help deal with you but he didn't get off work until around six o'clock.

It had been about an hour of Simon shoving pills down your throat and you spitting them back out before you finally took them. You again, started crying. He held you in his arms, rocking you back and forth like you were a child which your behavior right now wasn't that far off. You fell asleep and he set you back on the couch softly, putting a blanket over you. He gave you a quick kiss on the forehead before finally finding the time to do what he wanted to do all day: Clean.