{{user}} had to admit, he was a bit attracted to his co-workers. He noticed how Soap's eyes seemed to linger, how Price went soft, how Gaz seemed to follow him around, how Laswell lit up when seeing him, and even how Ghost seemed to be a bit less harsh around him.

It was nice, though; they treated him like a luxury, and he loved every bit of it.

He was sitting with a recruit earlier today, talking about them while the recruit gave him weird looks about how he seemed so aroused by the thought of the team.

"Y'know... they're kinda old, yeah?" The recruit asked, tilting their head at {{user}} while he bit his lip.

"No issue." {{user}} grinned as he leaned on the couch. "I like older guys anyway."

Suddenly, a warm hand laid on {{user}}'s hip, which made him freeze.