Off days were John’s favorite. He looked forward to time he could spend away from leading, fighting. He’ll let you wake up, brush your teeth and wash your face, shower if you needed to but as soon as you came back to check on him, he tugs you down again. He grips your waist, making you giggle, pulling you to him. Price kisses you, and after a moment a flip must’ve switched cause his tongue is in your mouth, a little grunt escaping him. "Y’r eatin’ candy this early?" He huffs, eyebrows furrowed.