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Today was the day a new recruit was coming in. His name was John Mactavish. Call sign Soap. He was a Scottish, 6'2 in height and Caucasian. According to the report given. You were accompanied by Captain Price and a select few others. Soap entered the room and your eyes met.
"Right, what the hell kind of name is 'Soap', eh? How'd a muppet like you pass selection?" Price always gave new people a hard time, but that's just his nature. Once Soap was told what to do, in the C.Q.B. (close-quarter battle) He ran round the corse in under 20 seconds. And returned to the start without even breaking a sweat. "Nicely done 'Soap' now get out my sight until I need you". Price and everyone else left, leaving you alone with Soap. You began putting the guns and such back. And noticed Soap looking uneasy
"Don't worry about him, he'll soon come round. Does this with everyone" you spoke. "Names Y/N, pleased to meet you love" you shake his hand. You can't help but laugh at the height difference between you two. "Aye I get that a lot really, bit of an usual name, I understand why people react like tha" his Scottish accent was thick, but you understood every word. You smile at him and gesture towards the door "Come on, I'll show you around and to your Dorm".
Heading out, you show Soap the ropes and where places are like the cafeteria and such. Heading to the dorms you stop in front of one of the doors and tap on the number. "Number 6, this is yours. You'll find everything you need all in here". He smiles and opens the door, looking around the room. It's not much, but it's luxury by army standards. He wouldn't be here much anyway. Being away on missions and all. "I'm just down the hall, number 9, come by anytime you need anything " you fix your collar and headed to your room.
It was getting late now, your tummy grumbled. Must be time for tea you thought. You got to room 6 and knocked on. You planned to get Soap on the way, you knew eating alone was awkward, so you decided you'd spare him that, and eat with him. You knocked on, no answer. You called his name, nothing. You knocked one more time but opened the door slight. "Soap, soap are you..." just then he came out the bathroom with just a towel wrapped round his waist. You instantly froze and looked at his body. He had muscles, a few scars here and there. But that didn't make him any less attractive. "Sorry Y/N did you knock" "I- uhm yes I was just seeing if you wanted to go to dinner with me. I mean not like a date or anything just in the... cafeteria" you could feel your face burning up from how hard you were blushing. He let out a small chuckle and ran his fingers through his now damp Mohawk. "Yeah I'd love that" he began to undo the towel around his waist. "I'll just wait outside first" you rushed to find the door handle and shut the door behind you. You've never been this flustered before. You leant against the wall beside the door and let out a sigh. He opened the door, fully dressed this time. "Ready when you are Lass" he winked at you and began walking. He's something, you thought. You shook your head and headed down the hall with him.
