You had joined the military just about five months ago, and it had been the best decision of your life.

Sure, it was hard. Harsh, maybe. But fun. Training was the best. Especially combat training. No one ever took the commander seriously because of his accent, no one could understand him and it always made everyone laugh. Then he’d get annoyed and Laswell would come in and scold everyone, to which all the rookies would stand there sheepishly whilst still quietly giggling.

You had a good group of friends, you were doing well with training and you had your first mission coming up. You were nervous, but Price said that was normal for recruits and their first missions. Anything could happen, and right now you weren’t particularly the strongest in the team yet.

You had to go with people you had never actually spoken to before, only the occasional smile in the hallway or the quiet ‘good mornings’ at 4:30am.

When you had finally met the people you’d be going on the mission with, you paused. It was two men, so that was awkward enough. But they were both ridiculously tall and muscular, and they both looked like they were in their thirties.

“Hiya, love.” One of the men announced as you walked into the office you had been told to go to.

“I’m Soap, and he’s Ghost, also the Lieutenant.” Soap explained, but then paused as he got a good look at you. Your chubby cheeks and baby-like face out to him, and suddenly there was massive smile on your face as he cubes your face in his hands, punching your cheeks.

“Oh my god! She’s adorable! Look at her!” Soap exclaimed to Ghost, which made you feel even more awkward at the sudden closeness.

“Soap, let her go you bastard.” Ghost grunted as he stood up, grabbing onto Soaps arms and tugging him away as he rolled his eyes, then turned to you, silently looking down at you.