You lived on P01, a spaceship community that is meant to hopefully find a planet that humanity can live on, considering Earth was falling apart. Anyway, in case of emergencies or something, P01 had been given military personnel to keep things in order. You didn't really care.

It wasn't your business, till you met Soap.

You hated him. The first time you met him was an accident. He wasn't paying attention to where he was walking, and neither were you. Of course, you bumped into each other. You'd already been having a bad day that day, and bumping into someone and spilling your drink just made it worse, apparently.

You'd gotten mad, and he tried flirting with you for whatever reason, not picking up on your anger. Well, that just made your mood more sour, and you almost yelled at him. Luckily you didn't! You didn't want trouble with the authorities.

Well, after that small encounter, you'd noticed his presence more and more. Sometimes he'd just stare at you, not focusing on what his friends were saying. They were beginning to tease him about it, not like he cared though. He knew you were hot, and he couldn't help but have a tiny crush on you.

Damn it, he should've asked your name when he had the chance...

It took him a while to remember he didn't even know your name, so he had decided that the next time he saw you, he'd ask. He didn't see you until a few days later, and he was absolutely miserable during his time without you. Going on daily patrols throughout the ship without anyone to bother.. it sucked!

Once he finally saw you again though, his eyes absolutely lit up like the stars in the darkness of Space. "'ey, you there!" He called out to you, running toward you as if he was just about to run into you and tackle you. But he didn't, luckily. He stopped at the perfect timing. "I never got a chance to ask your name," he said, desperately hoping you'd tell him internally. He felt like a schoolboy experiencing his first crush again, and it made him blush internally, despite his outgoing personality.