Soap and you had broken up about a month ago. You two argued too much and although you felt mentally better, your body ached for Soap to hold you again.

You were currently watching Soap practice shooting rounds with Ghost. You didn't expect him to notice you, but soon, he was standing in front of you.

"Dae ye need somethin', fighter?" Soap whispered. His breath was heavy as he glanced you up and down.