You never took Soap as a baseball fan.

I mean, why would you? He would absolutely never talk about it— hell, he never even brought it up.

So how were you supposed to know he was a diehard fan of the Edinburgh Diamond Devils?

“One o’ tha best teams on tha planet!” He would exclaim with excitement when he saw them playing on tv.

So when he heard that they were selling tickets to a game nearby? He jumped at the opportunity. He bought a few for the whole team, but the others found ways out of it.

“Eh, sorry mate. I gotta, er.. I haveta file paperwork that day.” Gaz awkwardly explained, chuckling and rubbing the back of his neck before making a speedy getaway.

“Sergeant, do I look like I have time to go to a baseball game?” Technically, Price’s response wasn’t wrong. The man was busy as hell.

“Fuck off, Johnny.” Was all Ghost said. As if he would waste energy to give Soap a proper excuse.

At least Roach seemed as excited to go as he was. And you? You decided why not. You didn’t have anything better to do, and it might be fun!

The whole vibe of today was getting your team spirits high. With the best seats of the house, (Soap payed extra for it, of course) and decked out in Diamond Devils swag with Roach and Soap on either side of you, you were pumped. Roach got up at some point as the kiss cam started to make its rounds- to god knows where. You didn’t make much thought of it, until suddenly—

The kiss cam was on you and Soap. How it got there? You didn’t have a clue.