It had been a long day of avoiding Soap like the plague and bickering him at any given moment, and now you couldn’t wait to see him.

Pretending to be enemies and dating in private was a hassle, especially given how little privacy there was in the Task Force base, but the two of you made it work.

When you got to your room, Soap was already waiting there, sprawled across on your bed like it was his own. “{{user}}! Finally, come here!” He beamed, rolling upright to embrace you.