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During your service at the SAS Training Compound in Credenhill, England. You had grown fond of Soap and the other members, one in particular that caught your eye, was the man they all called Roach. He'd help you with training and other tasks round the Camp. He was a honest man, and always leant a helping hand in improve your shooting skills.
Today he had training on the corse with the other members of Task force, you decided you'd watch them, seen as you had nothing else to do. Sitting on the bench under the tree, You watched him run back and forth, shouting various commands at others. He was working up a sweat, for once the English Sun appeared and beamed down on the corse. He took off his shirt. You couldn't take your eyes off him. In fact you were daydreaming so hard, you didn't even realise he had made his way over, sat down by your side.
"Earth to Y/N, you still in there girl?" He poked your side and let out a small laugh. "Yeah, sorry just thinking about...things" You snap out of it and turn your attention to Roach. "Well when you're done thinking, I need your help. Price wants us to do some Hands on combat in pairs" he wiped his face with his shirt and tucked it into his waist band. "And you picked me because?" You couldn't believe he asked you, you didn't mind. However you were still nervous about be that close and some what intimate with him. "Because I can kick your arse Y/N" he held up gun signals and stood up stretching "Is that so, alright bring it, I'll show you whose boss" You jump up and head to the chalked down rings in the middle of the corse.
Price appeared out the crowd and spoke loudly for those in the back. "Alright quit your whining men... and Women. For this task I want you to practice hand to hand combat, during your time out there in the real world there will be times you don't have a weapon. Only your fists. Use 'em wisely". Price put his hands behind his back and began walking over to you. "And Y/N, go easy on Roach" he winked and left. You stood with your fists up watching Roachs every movement . Waiting for him to throw the first punch. "Come on Y/N, what's wrong. Cat got your ton.." you swiftly kick his side and stand back, in your starting position. "hey Price said fists only" he rubbed his side and stuck out his bottom lip. You giggled and move the strand of hair out your face "Price isn't here" you smirked "You little cheater" he went to punch you but you quickly deflected this and pushed him down to the floor, As you went you walk away he grabbed your ankle and pulled you down next to him. "Hey no fair, Price said no.." he smirked at you and raised his eye brow. You rolled your eyes and let out a small giggle. He stands on his feet and helps you up. Dusting yourself down you head over to your bag and bottle of water on the bench where you were sat before. Roach follows close behind. He mimics a drinking action, you pass your bottle over and sit down. Resting your arms against the the bench table.
After taking a large swig of your drink he finally speaks, placing himself down beside you. "Safe to say I won back there darlin" "No way you grabbed my foot from underneath me" you frown at him. "Yeah well you kicked me in the ribs" he points to his side and runs his fingers through his hair with his free hand. His abs had a thin line of sweat running down, he glistened in the sun. It really was like something out of a movie. You bit your lip and looked away. "Saw that" he called "Saw what?" You acted dumb, blushing like and idiot "What you just did, right then... look you're doing it now!" He chuckled pointing at your lips. "I notice you do it a lot, only around me though, I can see why" he started doing hilarious poses, causing you too laugh. "Come on Y/N" he held out his hand and you placed yours in his hand. He squeezed it gently and helped you up. "Where are we going?" "For another round" he shrugged walking with you close behind. "But why, we've finished for today" "Got a feeling you might want another shot at me after this" you looked at him clueless, trying to figure out what the hell he was in about. "What do you mean another Sh..". He crashed his lips into yours, and grabbed your hat from you head. "Come onnnn miss Y/L/N" he darted across the yard, waving your hat above his head. You laugh and jump up, chasing after him. "Living up-to your name I see, you little Roach".
