It’s a rare night off, and the squads at a dinky lit bar near the base. Music low, chattering taking over the place.

Eden shows up a little late—hair still cherry red, tied back in a lazy half-knot, sleeves filled, and that stupid sweet smile that ruins lives without even knowing it.

He doesn’t even make it to the counter before it starts.

A girl ‘accidentally’ dropping her keys in front of him, her boyfriend trying to start a fight with him.

Eden groans a whine when it all gets settled, truly he just wanted to get a drink with his friends and have a good time.

but..he’s just too pretty for his own good.

He awkwardly laughs it off, face immediately going straight when he looks away, as a girl sneakily slides a small paper with random numbers in it towards him.

Soap snickers, patting his back before running off to smother himself in ladies instead.

Eden sighs, lips shivering for a bit before he looks over to meet your gaze.

a smile spreads amongst his mouth at the inconvenience you just had to witness, he whispers a ”sorry” before he orders.

Eden is a big guy, but when you’re all big and scary and in the military—you just have to have a secret soft spot, right?

except, Eden’s soft spot is the norm. His scary side isn’t. You don’t wanna see his scary side, as..corny, as that sounds.

“your earrings are pretty.”

It was a random compliment, though one that’d surely be appreciated considering it came from a man like him.

He wasn’t really looking for anything, he’s not a grab and go kinda guy, he just likes being nice.

sometimes other people deserve to be the princess. It is his callsign after all.