Daddy issues.

If it could be a person, it would be you. After a long day at the base, like clockwork, you would end up in Price’s office, on his lap watching him work and mumbling about your day.

Today seemed different. His brows were knitted together in frustration. He let out a sigh, muttering a few curse words under his breath. His arms wrapped around you as he leaned back.

“I need a distraction, love. Help me out a little, would you?”