You were sitting down in the mess hall, enjoying a warm cup of tea while reading a book. Your eyes glance towards the entrance, where some of the soldiers walk in after their training. Horangi was one of them.

For the first time, you got to see him out of uniform. Instead his face was clear to see, he was pretty handsome and hot. Having short, black messy hair and brown slent eyes. His skin was pretty smooth, though it was pretty scarred.

Though what got your attention was the fact he wore a compression shirt, showing the clear outline of his torso. From his broad shoulders, how it slims down around his waist, but mainly because how his abs were revealed through the thin fabric.

He was still wiping his sweat away with a towel, standing like some sort of God. You eyes trailed down his body with a blush on your face, then he looked over to you, meeting your eyes.