Teddy Bear - 4
Pairing: John Price x F! Reader
Summary: Children says the darndest thing. But maybe that is the push both of you need.
Warning: M Theme. Slight crack, leading to angst talk. Canon, what canon? Not Beta read.
A/N: it's been a long time. I don't even know where this series is going now. I think the recent MW4 trailer really pushed me to write something again. @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world, This is for you, Aunty Bear.
John Price Masterlist
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Children say the darndest things.
Especially your niblings.
“Aunty Bear?”
“Yes?”
“When are you and furry uncle going to make some babies?”
You nearly choked to death if it wasn’t for John slapping your back, making that lethal piece of pancake fly out from your mouth and bounce across the counter top.
The unexpected question popped up during the semi chaotic breakfast session, You trying to cook with two frying pan at the same time, the children fighting for who gets the next piece of pancake, while your sister yells at them trying to get the two under control, the dog running around under the feet of the Captain and your brother in law, trying to get their attention.
“Wh… what??” you gasped for air, with tears streaming down your eyes and bewildered at your niece’s question. How does a little two year old ( “I am two and more!” Your niece would hold up her little fingers and claim.) even know where the baby comes from?
The two of you only gone on, let’s see, two dates together? Last night's encounter wouldn’t even count as a third date.
He only kissed you for the first time about two hours ago. And now people want to know when the two of you are going to start procreating,contributing to the greater good of the society.
”Lizzy has been bugging us saying she wants a baby to play with…” Your nephew perked up, as he tried to chew through a mouthful of pancake. “ and mummy said…”
Mum said? What has your sister been saying to the children?
Sus.
“Alright you two, finish your food and get ready to go out and walk the dog!!” your sister suddenly interrupted the conversation, flustering all of sudden.
“Darl, I already..” “But mummy.. Daddy already walked the dog this morning…” your nephew and brother in law started, confused.
“Wait wait.. I want to see what he has to say.” Waving your sister off, you turned towards your nephew, smiling sweetly at him, attempting to coax more information out of him. “What did your mum say hmmm??”
”I said nothing to my child. Now stop interrogating him and let him finish his food!” Your sister interjected again, quickly shovelling the food into the two children’s mouth before ushering the whole lot of them out of the kitchen. “Just leave the dishes in the sink, I'll clear them up later! Tada!”
Ah. Definitely guilty.
You really need to have a stern talk with your sister about sticking her nose in other people’s business.
An awkward silence fell after the four of them left the room, leaving the two of you in the kitchen, you picking on the last bits of the pancake and him sipping on the tea, seemingly unbothered, until you noticed something.
Is that a tint of redness on his cheek?
”I .. um sorry.” You stammered. You feel like you keep embarrassing yourself in front of him every time. “My family is extremely nosy..always want to know what is going on.”
“It’s ok. I’m used to it.” John shook his head, chuckling. “The boys do the same to me too.”
“They care about their father.” you half joked, and giggled when he gave you the look,dispelling the awkwardness.
“They should use that energy to do their work instead of bugging me.” He huffed, but couldn't hide the fondness he has for his subordinate. He finished the last bit of his drink before taking the mug and your plate to the sink, ready to do the wash up.
“Here. leave it. They can tidy it up later. You are not doing anything with that shoulder of yours.” You hurried to his side, bumping him away with your hip, not wanting him to strain his injury. You can feel John silently resist you for a bit with him pushing you back, starting a battle of sink dominance. Finally he relented, and sat back down, watching you throw all the dishes into the sink and wiping down the benchtop.
“I better leave soon. I am sorry for barging in the middle of night. I’m sure you have things planned for the day.” John apologised, getting ready to leave. But you stopped him as you wiped your hand dry. “I got nothing planned for the rest of the weekend. And I am sure you don’t either.” you replied, pointing at his shoulder. Well, at least you were hoping the military would give him some sort of medical leave with this situation.
“What do you propose?” he mused.
“John Price, would you like to go on a third date with me?”
The two of you decided to take a stroll down towards the park near your place.
You lean against his arm, people watching,enjoying the rare chance of sun popping its head through after days of miserable weather. Nothing fancy.
You feel him looping his arm around the waist, pulling you tight against him, when you shivered at the spring yet still chilly February wind.
“Cold?” he murmured, leading you out of the shaded area and into the warm sun.
“A bit better.” you smile, snuggling against him, feeling his chest vibrate as he hummed with satisfaction as you move your hand to intertwine your fingers with his.
This is nice. So peaceful. Just like a normal couple spending a normal weekend together.
But you couldn’t help thinking, where is this relationship heading?
“What is going to happen from now on?” You mumbled, speaking your mind out aloud.
“Whatever you decide to do. ” John whispered,looking down at you, caressing your thumb, throwing the question back at you.
Letting you make the decision, or is he too scared to answer the question himself?
To tell the truth, you aren’t sure what you really want. John is a nice man. A perfect gentleman in every aspect. Handsome, courteous, gets along with your family, a great cook, a nice furnace in bed.
All the qualities for a great partner.
But would he disappear on you again?
After last night, reality really struck at how much risk is involved with his job.
You can’t deny the fear that starts bubbling up at the thought of it.
There was something about this man that really attracted you.
Something that really touches the part in your heart that none of the men you've been with that has ever done.
The answer is already in your heart.
But you want to know what is in his mind.
“John. Why did you come last night?” why did he seek you out? You were someone that he only just started dating, nothing more. Why you?
“....I..” He started, but didn’t know how to continue.Two of you stopped in your tracks, and he moved himself to stand in front of you, leaning his head against yours. “During...and after…what had happened. All I could think of was coming back to you.” he confessed, trying to put his feelings into words. “From the first time we met, I know you were different.”
Oh dear, why is he making this sound like a proposal?
“I really like you, my teddy bear lady, ”He pulls you tight into his embrace. “You heal me. I feel I can relax, let my guard down around you. To be himself. He sighed as he moved himself to look you in the eyes. “I can’t guarantee you I could be around all the time. Nor can I say I’ll be here forever. But I would really like to give this a go. If you’ll have me.”
You blinked a few times, trying to process his words, before cupping his face, closing the gap to give him a kiss.
Stuff this. you thought. Never know until you give it a try.
You can feel John’s shoulder relax and sigh against your lip when he starts to return the gesture.
“Mummy! Is Aunty Bear and Uncle Furry going to have babies now???” your niece yelled out aloud, spotting the two of you from far away, breaking the moment and attracting a few park goers attention towards the two of you. “.... Remind me to go somewhere that no one knows us for dates next time.” you groaned, opening John’s coat to hide yourself inside. That goddamn romantic moment is all gone. You should have known they would have come to the same spot to walk the dogs.
John laughed, wrapping his arm tight around you.
“Whatever you like, my love. Whatever you like.”
“If someone called Laswell or Nikolai ever shows up at the door asking for me, just say you know nothing.”
“Hah?”