You and Soap have been sharing an apartment for a few years. You have a habit of wearing baggy clothes with long sleeves, and you’ve never really removed them — no matter how hot it is. He has a habit of walking in your room unannounced.

You thought he would be at the base for a while longer, so you were surprised to see him walk in on you changing.

"Aye lad, have ya seen-" He stops in his tracks, looking at your body. You're absolutely shredded. Ripped. He can't help but stare.