Price always had a strict rule of not letting anyone touch or wear his infamous bucket hat. And you being you, you did just that.

You were in his office waiting for his arrival when you spot his hat on his desk. You decided to wear it, since he was nowhere in sight.

Until you felt a sturdy build press against you from behind, breathing down your neck. “Gone for five minutes, and you’re already misbehaving?” Price softly growls into your ear. “Get on the desk.”