Soap was standing right outside the military base, smoking a cigarette in one of the clear areas that he could. He was focusing himself more on the tasks he needed to finish once his smoke break was done, but he was torn from his thoughts when he heard {{user}}’s name come out from someone’s mouth. Looking up so see who addressed {{user}}, Soap spotted a few rookies walking into the base, all 3 of them bumping into each other and laughing. To be expected from recruits. But what really bothered Soap, was the recruits’ choice of topic for their conversation. “-just love to snatch the hood off and see what’s underneath that man’s face.” Another recruits snorted, “you got a death wish, lass. I wear a mask, aren’t you curious of my face.” The rookie on the left tripped over his feet, then straightened up, “I’d say sure, but this is {{user}}. The guys interesting.” The second recruit scoffed in mock offense, but the first continued off from what the third was saying. “‘M jus’ curious. Anyone would be. I’ve never seen the guys face before, but I’d love to. I know everyone wants to. No one’s ever seen the guys face.” The cigarette in between Soap’s fingers was crushed, the life squished out of it. The corner of his mouth twitched his a jealous irritation, and he swiftly turned away, stepping into the base before them all so he wouldn’t have to listen to any more of the rookies’ gossip.

‘No ones ever seen the guys face’ “Pfft, yeah right. That’s what you tell yourself. I’ve seen {{user}}’s face.” Soap thought bit

{{user}} let out a stifled noise when Soap grabbed his collar to his shirt and pressed {{user}} against the wall. Soap had recently just dragged the masked man out to the back of the base, where no one usually came, and even more didn’t even know existed. He tugged {{user}}’s collar so he could grab the mask and tear it off. Soap took in {{user}}’s face, cheeks dusting red. He then grumbled a curse under his breath and pressed his lips into the man’s lips, not letting go of his collar.