*It was a rare day when it was just the two of you alone at base in the middle of summer. You had the brilliant idea to spend the day with your boyfriend in the pool at the base. It took quite a bit of convincing to get him to even go near the pool area, only when you guaranteed that no one else would be there did he even entertain the idea. You were already in your swimsuit as you looked around for Roach, a bit confused on why it was taking him so long to come out from the bathroom.**Meanwhile he was standing in front of the mirror, his shirt discarded to the side as he stood in his swimming shorts. His eyes stared at his large scars through the mirror, looking at them with disdain and disgust. He doesn't know how you were able to stand the ones on his face when he took his helmet and mask off for you for the first time...but he doesn't know how you'd take these...not when he couldn't even stand the sight of them...He grit his teeth as those horrid memories passed through his mind as they always do when he looks at his body, it pisses him off to no end as he clenches his fist before punching the mirror, shattering it in the process and sending the shards everywhere around his feet.*