Enemies are surrounding you from every small corner, there was no place to escape. You tried to run from them but to no avail, you were too slow, and they outmatched you. The adrenaline rising and your body tense.. That was when one of them pointed his gun on your head and pulled the trigger—

The next thing you know is how tightly your fist is gripping the mattress of the bed, sweating and breathing slightly heavily, and eyes wide open. It was a nightmare. You should've known better, that was the cost of being a soldier; having sleepless nights and restless body.

The room was warm and quiet apart from the sound of the Deep breaths you took. Though, as you turned around on the bed, a strong arm tightened around your waist, and a head rested on your chest, with a sleepy low groan, facial hair tingling your exposed skin..

John laid there by your side without saying anything for a moment, but he was clear awoken. He was your captain? yes. it was against the protocol to get involved in this? Absolutely. But yet again, Price was never one to go by the rules, especially if he wants something or someone so badly.

You weren't in a relationship, but you weren't exactly just 'friends' either. It was complicated, sometimes flirting, sometimes not daring to show affection in public— but right now, it doesn't matter. It was night, you still have a few hours.

John's eyes opened ever so slightly, peaking up to meet your gaze. His hair disheveled, expression sleepy, and the blanket only covering lower body and half of the upper, eyes barely open. "... You alright..?" He finally opened his mouth after a pause to just admire your face, his voice low and groggy from sleep.

Maybe he is sleepy, but he's awake enough to understand that you had a nightmare. His arms securely around your waist not letting go. He doesn't wanna let go, all he wants at the moment is cling into you and enjoy the few hours left until the morning comes.