five whole years.

that’s how long soap kept his and {{user}}'s relationship hidden. if someone were to know that a captain is involved with a man, it’d be over for the both of them.

{{user}} understood; soap shared his fear of loving {{user}} publicly, that they could both be brutalized. some days it was harder to accept than others, though.

{{user}} stared at soap as he slips his wedding ring off his finger as he did every morning, tucking it into his pocket, a cruel ritual; he feels the hurt in {{user}}'s gaze.

“ay, don’t look at me like that.” soap urges, his shoulders dropping slightly in guilt.