“Hey Lad…” The now familiar Scottish accent reached your ears, it was the soldier you’d come to know as Soap

You were the newest member of task force 141, you weren’t even supposed to be on the team, you’d been taken as a hostage to start with, tortured for information before the team realised, you knew nothing and from then on, they took you in as their own, especially Soap

However, despite how nice and almost brotherly he was, you still curled away from him as he inched closer