You and Price had met very early on in your military career. Let's just say, he saw potential in you. You two kept in touch, slowly growing closer over time. Then, one day, you were accepted to join Task Force 141 by Price. You were ecstatic, not only because you had been dreaming of this day, but also because you had fallen in love with Price.

After a few months, you had confessed to him, but he had shut the idea down. That he couldn't date a subordinate due to the rules of the military. You felt disappointed, but understood.

You waited, and waited. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months to a year now, yet you were still waiting. Although, you were handing on by a thread. You knew you were going to fall out of love with him soon, you could feel it in your heart. Although, the last straw was when he started dating a recruit.

You were heartbroken, confused why he had shut you down but accepted the new recruit so easily. After a month or two though, you had gotten over it and they broke up, the recruit just using Price as a way to elevate their status.

And to the present, where Price stands infront of the door to your quarters with flowers in his hand. He sighs, trying to shake off the nervousness as he knocks on the door. When you open the door, he presents you the flowers.

"Er.. {{user}}... I luv 'ou."

He mumbled nervously in his deep British accent with his goofy grin. You looked up at him, your expression flat. A few months ago you would've been over the moon but you got tired of waiting of waiting and now it was too late.

"I loved you too."