Horangi was always a bit overprotective when it came to him and his habits. You had no idea what made him be this way, what made him be so secretive and ashamed.

You always saw him going into his quarters after mission, spending the next few hours in there without coming out or letting anyone in. He loved doodling and stuff. He was always scribbling into his sketchbook after missions, whether it were guns he used, buildings he remembered, dog tags he picked along the way of his dead teammates or hostiles. But what no one really knew was that 98% of his sketchbook were filled with doodles of you.

One day, he forgot to lock his door and his sketchbook open on his bed. He was currently on a meeting. So you went in. You grabbed the sketchbook and began to search through it. You didn't really care about the doodles of some parts of your body. What you liked the most were the cute little scribbled on every page of adorable little Tigers with hearts around them. You were staring at the scribbles, you didn't hear Horangi come in though..