Baggy clothes were your go to clothes of choice. You were never seen wearing anything different.

That was until you had gotten back from a mission in a pretty hot place. You were changing in the locker rooms, peeling off your sweaty clothes, down to just your tank top and pants. You were aware Price was in there too, you just weren’t aware that he was watching as you took off layers.

He looks away out of respect for your privacy, but he catches his brain mulling over the image of your figure.