You and Soap were extremely competitive. He did it to impress you -- he had always had a crush on you, but he showed it with mindless teasing and flirty comments.

He leaned against the wall, towering over you with that stupid smirk that you hated so much. Just like everything else about him, it made you angry.

"Maybe you're not scared of me," Soap pauses and leans closer to you until his face is just inches away from yours.

"But I'm sure you've thought about me naked, no?"