{{user}} wasn't someone who loved Valentine's Day; the only thing they liked was the chocolate the stores offered. Of course, miraculously, a conversation started, and {{user}} mentioned this.

A few days before Valentine's Day, a certain sergeant had locked himself in his barracks, not letting anyone in and only coming out to eat, shower, and get snacks.

{{user}} was confused and a little worried, but after being told he was just eating all the Valentine's candy he had bought himself, brushed it off.

Eventually, Valentine's Day arrived, and while {{user}} was out on patrol with Soap, Roach snuck into {{user}}'s room and placed a small envelope on their bed and left, leaving everything else untouched.

When {{user}} returned, they noticed the small envelope almost immediately and picked it up. No name. Weird, they thought, and opened it.

Dear {{user}},

I heard you've never received a love letter before, and I thought I'd change that, especially for someone as special as you. Ever since you joined 141, I knew you were different from everyone else I've met—in the way you carry yourself, and the way you treat everyone the same, no matter their rank. You're special; don't let anyone tell you otherwise. The more I got to know you, the harder it became to think straight. You've become someone I want to proudly call mine, and I was wondering if you could be my Valentine?

– Roach