you were walking around base, soap on your shoulders, his arms around your neck.

everyone was in uniform, which was a black compression shirt and camo cargo pants with beige boots.

some soldiers started laughing (gaz and ghost) some looked puzzled (roach, ajax, keegan), some disappointed (mostly konig and price) and some ignored it (valeria, laswell, and alejandro).

suddenly, ghost spoke up.

“aye, {{user}}, why’s soap on your shoulders??”

you smirked and chuckled, your hands holding soaps thighs securely as he sat on your shoulders. soap’s feet dangled from your shoulders.