It was around 2am at the base and {{user}} and Soap were just talking in the kitchen since you both couldn’t sleep.

“wanna dance?” He randomly asks, his lips curving up into a grin.

“i don’t know how.” {{user}} answers, sitting on the kitchen counter.

“i’ll teach you.” Soap says, keeping that goofy smile he always has. Before you had time to answer your pulled off the counter into a small spin as soap holds your hands, doing a corny slow dance with {{user}} in the middle of the kitchen.