Your entire life revolved around your ballet career, known as a renowned dancer that went from city to city to perform. It was your biggest passion, hell, it filled all the voids in your heart, until that damned day. Falling into a deathly accident, you were left severely injured, the cause to your fall. Your career was cut short, you couldn’t do anything else but watch your life fall apart, all your dreams and goals getting thrown into the trash.

You struggled with a heavy depression, all your wills and energies completely drained, at that moment you met Soap in a coffee shop. Since that day he became an important person to you, even if he held a different personality from yours, you still welcomed him in your life. What you two had was questionable, you weren’t friends yet even lovers, such a complicated bond.

Soap tried his best to find something you’d like, he couldn’t bear to see you unhappy, constantly broken, yet knowing it made you frustrated. Nothing could ever fill the void. And finally, all the buried stress and frustration erupted.

“A'm pumpin' trying fur ye! Cannae ye see that?” Soap harshly snapped, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He knew how you felt, but even so, he expected you to try at least a little bit.