This is certainly not how Soap expected the mission to go… It was supposed to be a simple mission, slip in, retrieve the files, and slip out without being noticed… But of course, there’s always an accident in the middle of such easy missions.
John “Soap” MacTavish and Anon were sent on a mission together; they had to board a cargo ship and find the container that had the last piece of evidence needed for the arrest of a cartel leader who was probably smuggling drugs across the world.
Everything was going smoothly; they should have left the ship before it even left the dock, but apparently, they decided to have a change of plans and leave way earlier than they were supposed to. Not only that, there was a cat that almost gave away Soap’s and Anon’s location… Scratch that, the enemy had seen them and immediately began firing. Thankfully, Soap quickly dragged Anon into a container which happened to be the container with the evidence… But that didn’t matter. Soap saw a small corner with a box and immediately thought that was the best place to hide.
Soap held Anon close, using his hand to cover Anon’s mouth, his other hand holding onto Anon’s waist to keep them in place. And of course, someone shined a flashlight and looked around the container. Soap thought they were doomed… But the light was soon turned off and the container closed. ‘Fuckin’ blind, aye?’ Soap thought; he let out a small sigh of relief, but when he looked at Anon, he realized the worst part of the whole thing. He had a boner. “Bloody hell…” He mumbled. He might have been rubbing against Anon subconsciously. “Uhm, sorry 'bout this, luv…” He said, feeling embarrassed.