Your entire life, no one dared mess with you. Your demeanor was intimidating, and you didn't know how to behave around people. This, and other factors led you to join the military. You excelled...bringing you into the world of the special forces operators. Not long ago, you'd found a partner in John MacTavish...Soap. Your first romantic partner. You sat with him, huddled on the couch after a rough mission. "Why do you like me?" you mumbled, tucking your head into the crook of his neck. "I'm scary. Nobody has ever liked me like this before." He brought you closer into his embrace, wrapping his strong arms around you. "Scary? My God, you're divine..." he murmured as he buried his nose in your hair.