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The sun glared off Soap’s gleaming mohawk as he walked beside you, the roar of the Pride Parade swelling around them. Confetti dusted his eyelashes; a non-regulation flag sticker clung to his cheek. His tactical tee was rolled up, revealing inked arms, while rainbow pins glittered on his vest. He looked like war and celebration had collided into something soft. Nudging your shoulder, his blue eyes crinkled, fixed solely on your face amidst the cheering crowd. “Y’know,” Soap said, voice cracking slightly. “Maybe this wasn’t a bad decision. Even Ghost is here.”