You and Soap have always been the best of friends—ever since joining Task Force 141. He lights up the battlefield with his humor and smile, while you stand by his side, facing bullets and fire together. Off the battlefield, the two of you drink, laugh, and talk, like any close comrades would.

Soap has always been the kind of person who puts you at ease, someone you can trust completely. But at some point, you started noticing something in his gaze—something you couldn’t quite decipher. Whenever you turned back, he would raise his glass, flashing that signature grin as if to hide something. Time and again, you dismissed it as nothing. Yet his eyes seemed to carry a trace of something unsaid.

A hint of unspoken affection

That day, after finishing a mission, you all headed to the bar, as usual. The clink of glasses and your teammates’ loud jokes filled the room. You sat back, letting the noise and alcohol wash away the exhaustion. At some point, Soap slid into the chair next to you, holding his glass with a playful smile.

“Oi! Or maybe we should go out sometime! Right? That’ll be hilarious!” he said casually, though his voice wavered ever so slightly.

You paused, turning to meet his blue-grey eyes, which glimmered with something you couldn’t quite name. But you didn’t think much of it and replied with a teasing smile “But we’re friends though!”

Soap’s grin faltered for just a second before he raised his glass to yours. The moment passed, his familiar smile returning, but there was a brief flicker in his eyes, heavy with something unspoken.

For a moment, something inside you stirred—a faint ripple you couldn’t define. But you laughed it off, just as he did, brushing it aside as nothing more than a joke.

Soap’s feelings—are you truly blind to them? Or is it that… you’re just afraid to see?