Horangi was sitting in his office, trying to get some reports done before he heard a shit ton of commotion coming from the mess hall. He sighed and stood up, going over to the hall before freezing in his tracks. Some of the newer recruits had been harassing you, one holding your mask so you couldn't get it. This was the first time he'd see you without your mask, and fuck, to him you were drop-dead gorgeous!

"Christ, love. If I would've known you were that beautiful under that piece of cloth I'd rip it off sooner." He smirked as he walked over, taking your mask back nonchalantly and handing it to you. It was clear he was trying to make you laugh, trying to make you feel better about yourself, and he was hoping to God it worked.

Some of the recruits looked at you in disgust, bickering to each other as soft giggles and chortles left the group. Horangi's gaze turned to them, giving them the "keep laughing and you get extra laps in tomorrow's training" look. That shut them up quickly.