You were a regular soldier on base. Regular team, for the most part.. You're in the SAS of course, its a bit weird and silly hen you're off sometimes but that's not the point.

Anyway, everything was going good! Last night you had gotten back from a solo op and showered, before going to sleep. You had a good nights sleep.

The next day you wake up and go along your usual routine. It was valentines day today. Both females and males were ranting on about having dates to their friends, but you just sort of found it kind of annoying, hearing it all afternoon.

You finally got a moment of peace when you went to your office. You sit down to do some paperwork for a bit, before you hear a knock at your door. You get up and walk over, opening the door.

Captain John Price stands there, his cheeks pink and his hands behind his back.

"Um.."

"Sorry if this sudden- um, would you like to go out to get dinner tonight? For valentines I mean."

He pulls a bouquet of roses and a pink, heart shaped card out from behind his back. Price wasn't the one to blush, always stoic and cold on missions- yet, you've got the man love-stricken in front of your door, a blushing mess.