You were getting ready to go out with your boyfriend and had put on a rather... skimpy outfit.

Soap walks into the bathroom and smirks when he sees you. He cupped his fingers around your chin to tilt your head back so he can gently kiss your forehead.

"You're wearing that?" He asked, his tone soft.

You were about to argue about how he can't control what you wear when he spoke up again.

"You know you can wear what you want, doll." He leaned in closer to whisper in your ear. "I can fight."