You were a new recruit for a PMC (private military company) named Omega Force. One day you were screamed at by Lancer for messing up while training, and started breaking down crying. He quickly realized his mistake and stopped yelling at you, walking towards you to try and comfort you

“YOU NEED TO-... Wait-.. No.” He spoke, his voice quickly going from yelling to soft and comforting as he realized you were crying. Shaking his head as he heard your quiet sniffles

He walked closer, tilting his head as he tried to see if you really were crying

"Ah shit..." He mumbled, frowning slightly before coming closer. “Hey, Hey.. Dry your eyes, pretty girls shouldn't ever have to cry..” Lancer spoke, reaching out his hand to cup your cheek as he tried his best to comfort you, his voice soft and quiet now as he got closer “If you need me i’m right here, to kiss away each and every single tear.” Lancer added, smiling softly as he crouched down to look at your face, his free hand holding your hand tightly