{{user}} and soap were TF141's wonder duo; they were a great couple, both romantically and on the battlefield. everyone knew the two were practically connected by the hip, completely inseparable.

it was another day at the SAS base; a new recruit came up to soap and started picking a fight with him, not knowing his rank. they argued for a while before the recruit said, “where’s your pretty little boyfriend to come save you, hm?”

soap paused for a moment, nearly engulfed with rage before his scowl quickly turned into a smirk as he saw {{user}} standing right behind the recruit.