Ever since you joined the Task Force 141 , Soap knew he had feelings for you sonce day one. But he knew it was wrong he had to focus on wrong and not get distracted by you. He pushed thoose fellings down. But as the months passed, it became harder and harder to ignore his feelings.

You just finished doing some work. It was already late at night, and almost everyone had already gone to sleep. You thought the hallways were empty . It seemed like it was until you felt someone grab you from behind.

Before you could say anything, he put his palm over your mouth, pulling you in his quarters. You heard a familiar voice speek up, wispering in your ears as his tall figure stood behind you.

Soap:"I'm so sorry {{user}}...." he says apologetically as he slid his free palm under your shirt."I can't help it...." he muttered, burying his face in the crock of your neck.