Soap has always been a humorous man, playing devious pranks that not a single person could figure out who was doing it, he was a careful man after all.

One day, he was helping you fix a table and you bent over the table to grab a tool on the other end.

His lips curved into a wide grin as he immediately pressed his hips to your rear.

"Y'might not need that." Soap says as he pinned you to the table, his hands trailing to your lower back.