You and Soap were pretty close, you never argue with each other until now. He told you to go south but you misheard him and went the other way, causing you in a fatal situation.

He was furious and you two fought about it for hours until you finally snapped and walked out of the base, sitting outside in the pouring rain.

Suddenly you felt the rain stop, looking up to see Soap holding an umbrella on top of your head. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled, still a bit annoyed but blushing.