A/N: This was mentioned in 'The Art of Misdirection' Part 2 so I thought I would go into more detail.
A/N: I am in no way a hairstylist or cosmetologist (If that is even the right profession I have no idea xD) So my hair cut knowledge is limited lol
Summary: You find out Soap likes his hair played with.
You quickly found out that Soap likes his hair being played with after attempting to cut his hair. It was a Saturday morning so they weren't needed for training or anything else that day. You and Soap were in the Mess snacking on peanut butter that they managed to trade when Soap let out a sigh.
"What's up?" You ask as you take a sip of water trying to wash down the peanut butter you had just consumed.
"Nothin' really Misdi, I just need a haircut, but I don't like the barber at this particular base..." He says.
You chuckle. You had been sent on a mission with Gaz included to a Base in Germany. You have made a few friends while you have been here and have heard the rumors behind the heavy handed barber on base.
"I could do it for you if you'd like." You say with a smile.
"We can sneak in when the guy is on lunch or something." You say, your smile turning into a mischievous smirk.
"I like the way you think Corporal." Soap says with an equally mischievous smirk while winking.
You got the schedule from a big guy in a sniper hood. He seemed nice so you made sure to give him the rest of your peanut butter stash for when this job is done. You have Soap sit in the chair while you get the clippers ready. When they are ready you put a cape over the front of his body to prevent hair going all over him
"Are you sure you don't want to let it grow out a bit?" You ask as you plug them in and turn on the power.
"I'm sure. This mop isn't the best." He says with a sigh.
You turn him toward the mirror and run your hand through his Mohawk. You sigh.
"That's unfortunate... You should be known as 'conditioner' instead of 'Soap'" You say as you start with the sides.
"You want a two right?" I say referencing to the clip size.
"Mhm... And why 'Conditioner?'" John asks as he closes his eyes.
“You have the softest hair that any women would want to grab.” You say as you move to the back of his head. He nearly moans in delight.
You continue to run your hands through his hair to adjust his head on occasion. You just happened to look up to look at his face. You see him wiggle his eyebrows.
"Are you saying you want to pull my hair? Kind of sensual don' ya think?" Your face goes bright red.
"Misdi goin' all red on me? Do I need to talk to the higher ups?" He says in a teasing tone.
"S-Sorry Sargent I'll do pa-" "Calm down I am only joking... No paperwork needed." Soap continues to smirk.
You grumble under your breath as you change the clipper size to a three. You begin to shave the top of his head and he hums in delight. You smile slightly and begin to hum to yourself. You see him looking at you through the mirror.
"How do you know how to do hair?" He asks and you laugh nervously.
"Big family... People need hair cuts." You say with a smile.
You finish the top of his head and get the blow dryer to get all the loose hairs off.
"There you go! All set!" You say with a smile before. "I would have rinsed your hair or something bu-"
"Want to feel me up some more?" Soap asks with a smirk.
You scoff. "No... I wanted to water board you..." You say as you put the clippers back and wipe them down with some form of disinfectants.
"Don't worry babydoll you can play with my hair all you like." He says as he stands up and removes the cape.
You grab a broom and dust pan. As he is walking to the door you trip him causing him to face plant into the door. You burst out laughing. That is until you hear the sound of stomping footsteps coming within the building and heading toward your direction.
"Shit lets go!" You say, but you make sure to trip him again which ultimately got him caught.
That is when you run into Gaz. "Why are you all out of breath?" He asks.
"N-No reason! I uh... I need to go see a guy about some peanut butter. His name is uh King I think." You quickly look behind you to see a not so happy Soap. "SEE YOU LATER!" You exclaim as you run toward your barracks to grab said peanut butter.
