hi i’m foaming at the mouth of your price headcanons
screaming crying throwing up all the works PLEASE i need more of that man
Home.
a/n: aww thank you so much!! i've been in active for a month maybe and i didn't see this until now! I'm working on a couple different things, but i'm having a bit of slump so if you want to request specific one shots or ideas you have, i'll gladly write them!!!
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civilian!reader who has always waited for Price to come home. you've never gone to bed without him; unless he was overseas and you had known previously.
civilian!reader who waits for price to get home, laying on the couch watching their favorite show.
civilian!reader who starts to get worried when it's 15 minutes after he said he'd be home and there's still no sign of him.
civilian!reader who worries that maybe something happened to him on a assignment, or maybe something happened to him on his way home.
civilian!reader who calls him only for him not to pick up, so she texts him instead. Though ten minutes later, still nothing.
price who's phone died while he was on a mission, and soap wouldn't spare him a charger on the jet.
price who knows that you never want to go to bed without him, who knows that you've probably already started getting tired and he doesn't want to make you stay up any longer than you can handle, he knows you need good sleep babygirl, or you'll be sleeping with your eyes open, totally checked out, for the next couple of days.
price who immediately forgoes any paper work or rituals he would abide by once he gets off the jet; he immediately speed walks to his car from the base (go easy on him, he's too old to be sprinting to his car).
price who can't even try to plug in his phone in his car to try and text his baby to let you know he's coming home and he's okay; because he drives such a shit box of a car.
price who may or may not have a run a few red lights to get to you. mostly because he knows you must be worried but also because he just wants to feel your arms around him. your soft body and voice soothing him is the exact thing that could make his tense muscles relax.
price who opens your and his apartment door to stagnant air and the quiet drone of your tv show.
price who finds you zonked out on the couch, phone resting next to your hand that's tucked underneath your chin. he swears he's never been more attracted to you in that moment, you looked so fragile, curled in a ball, obviously waiting for price to come home to you so you can truly rest after being tired and worried for your johnny.
price who kneels down beside you, who cups your face, who doesn't mean to wake you up but does accidentally.
"why are you up so late, baby bear?"
"'s waiting for you. you didn't answer any of my calls. :("
"i know, im sorry, babygirl. my phone died a hour ago."
civilian!reader that as soon as you know price is safe and sound, your eyelids start to droop again. your small hand clutches as his forearm, willing him to not let you go.
price who take notice and decides that you've been up long enough, so he takes the liberty of scooping you up of the couch, he may be old but not too old to take care of you properly.
price who tucks you into bed before shucking his uniform and boots to wrap himself around you. you let out a sigh of content and drift away knowing that your johnny is safe in your arms.
i tried my best, i hope this is good