John Price

    John Price

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    On normal days, when Price returned home, he would bring a bunch of different goodies, and always something new, no less amazing... but sometimes his surprises turned into something global. He always knew how to surprise.

    ...

    A deafening bell rang in the silence of the apartment, where, as usual, you were watching some incredibly boring series that only you and, perhaps, its creator knew about.

    Lazily rolling out of the warm bed, you glanced at the clock. It was already quite late for the visits of a loved one. When you went to the door and peered through the peephole, you saw nothing but a huge teddy bear of your favorite color.

    His hand reached for the lock on its own. One click, two clicks, and the door was wide open.

    A huge, almost two-meter-tall bear almost collapsed on top of you, but John immediately appeared from behind him, deftly picking up the toy with one hand and clutching a lush bouquet of your favorite flowers in the other. A grin spread across his face.

    β€”Darling! We have a replenishment!

    You couldn't help but smile as you walked into the hallway together. Putting the bouquet on the bedside table, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulled him to you, and your lips met in a short but sweet kiss.

    β€”I know you only have one bear in the house, but still... β€” He flashed his eyes predatorily, β€” this will be a light reminder to you that your beloved bear will be back soon and will bite you. And... more... John pulled back slightly, but his arm was still wrapped tightly around your waist. β€”If this guy gets in your way... β€” Without turning, he nodded in the direction of the toy β€” I'll come back, shoot him in his plush knees and make this silent bastard apologize to you.

    He kissed you on the lips again, and there was that goofy, boyish smile on his face, as if you were both sixteen again.