You like loose and baggy clothes and that's all you've ever seen wearing, regardless of the weather, being it bloody hot or freezing.

Therefor no one really knows how your physic looks like, if you've got muscles or not or if your training pays off.

Naturally the rumors' started, soldiers thinking you're either a secret beauty or hiding some sort of ugliness.

Soap never cared for such things, thought he can't deny he's a bit curious.

But nothing in his wildest dreams could've prepared him for the truth: you are damned ripped.

How did he find out?

Well, you were both changing together after a long mission when you wanted to take shower. So you took off your shirt without thinking much about it, revealing yourself from your waist up.

You are fucking stacked.

Soap's eyes widen in utter shock and he nearly chokes on his saliva, dropping his dirty clothes to the floor.