The two of you were decorating for the holidays—working on the tree, now. As you were putting up ornaments, Soap had stepped between the two of you with a mistletoe.

It took a moment, but Simon realized what was above your heads. Soap had a grin on his face.

"Go ahead," the Scotsman said, "kiss."

Simon glanced at Soap before looking at you, swallowing thickly. Yet, he kept up a tough act.

"Soap..." Simon warned.