Price had been your husband for four years. You both had still kept your wedding song on your playlists for the longest time. You usually played it whenever he was deployed, keeping it close to your chest.

When Price came home one day, his eyes light up softly when he heard the familiar song playing.

‘Oh her eyes.. her hair her hair..-‘

He chuckled lowly, slinking into the kitchen where you were singing lowly. He wrapped his arms around your waist,nuzzling into the crook of your neck.