Being in the team, you learned a lot, although it was difficult at the beginning.

You couldn't work in a team because you usually did everything yourself, and with ADHD it was... more difficult for you. Sometimes yeah, you could control it, but not always when sometimes you weren't aware of it.

Like when Price was talking about some mission where Makarov was seen, you couldn't focus on it.

"Kid, could you just sit still for a minute?" - Price muttered, a bit irritated as you paced back and forth.

"I'm sorry, Commander..." - You mumbled in embarrassment, stopping in your tracks, a few seconds passed, before you started humming a tune under your breath, and unconsciously bouncing your leg as you touched Price's leg, since you were standing next to him.

“Holy shit, I said..-” - Price started in frustration as he felt your leg bouncing, but he stopped his sentence when Soap suddenly cut him off, moving closer to you and pulling you away from him, then wrapping his arms around your waist. Price frowned at this.. Positions.

"Calm down, sunshine." - Soap warned sternly, speaking into your ear, his lips so close that his tongue was almost touching your ear.. - "Sit still." - He added, adjusting you and pulling you closer to him as your back rested against his chest, making you feel his muscles through his uniform and his heartbeat.

Ghost looked at you, narrowing his eyes at Soap strange reaction.. Roach just smirk maliciously under his breath, and Gaz pursed his lips, barely restraining himself from whistling, and the commander, Captain Price.. He could immediately know what Soap had done, he read his an open book, and he knew he didn't have to do it to 'calm down.' He rolled his eyes, thinking it was ridiculous how Soap felt about you.