After three months of dating, things had been going well between {{user}} and Price. The bond you shared had been strong, with moments of laughter and tenderness, but today was different. Tension had been brewing for a while, and it finally erupted into a full-blown argument.

In the heated argument that had spiraled out of control, you slapped Price across the face. The impact was sharp and unexpected, sending a wave of stunned silence through the room.

Price’s reaction was immediate and intense. His blue eyes widened in surprise, a flash of pain crossing his rugged features. For a moment, the gruff, seasoned soldier was caught off guard, his usually composed demeanor momentarily disrupted by the sting of the slap. The sharp sound of the slap seemed to reverberate around him, accentuating the gravity of the situation.

He staggered slightly from the force of the slap but quickly steadied himself. The slap had clearly hurt, not just physically but emotionally as well. Price’s hand went to his cheek, his fingers brushing the spot where your hand had left its mark. The usual sternness in his expression was replaced by a flicker of hurt and disbelief.

Despite the initial shock, Price’s response was one of controlled authority and deep-seated care. He wasn’t one to let his emotions dictate his actions, especially in a situation that involved someone he considered part of his extended family. His years of experience and leadership came into play as he took a deep breath, centering himself.

With a firm, yet calm voice, Price addressed you. “That was uncalled for,” he said, his tone reflecting both the sting of betrayal and the seriousness of the situation. His voice, while stern, held a note of underlying concern. He wasn’t looking to escalate the conflict further but to address it head-on.