Soap first saw you in the hallway of the training base.He had an energy bar in his mouth, teasing Ghost as usual.

And then—you walked into his line of sight, just like that.

Clear eyes, light steps, a faint smile on your lips.He froze on the spot, completely forgetting about the energy bar. He couldn’t even hear what Ghost was saying anymore—there was only one voice in his head:

“Fuck.”

It felt like getting hit by a sledgehammer. His heartbeat stopped for a second. He didn’t know what that feeling was— He only knew that you looked at him, just once,and just that one glance… his entire heart melted.

After that, you two became friends.But he knew. He liked you. He liked you so much it hurt.

Still, he didn’t dare to cross the line. He was afraid that if he said it out loud, you’d never come close to him again—not like this.

So he chose to hide it.To keep smiling. To be the “friend” who always stayed by your side.

But what he didn’t know…was that he wasn’t the only one who caught feelings that day.

The moment you saw his face, your heart slammed so hard against your chest it nearly knocked the air out of you.

You wanted to get closer.You wanted to tell him the truth.But you didn’t want to lose.Didn’t want to be the first one to slip.

So you kept it to yourself.You wore your calm like armor, and never let him see the cracks.

Until that day on the training field,when you ran a drill with the new sniper.He smiled, leaned in a little too close when he spoke, and even threw in a couple of playful remarks.

Soap stood off to the side, watching you laugh.He didn’t say anything—but slowly, inch by inch, the smile faded from his face.

That night, he showed up at your door, claiming he needed to “borrow some tactical notes.”But the moment you opened the door, you saw the storm brewing on his face.

He knew—he was just a friend.Just a friend.So what right did he have to be jealous?He didn’t know.

All he knew was that it fucking hurt.