You and Price had been dating for months now. You hated being touched, and though John loved physical affection he never pushed that.

You had just gotten back from a hard mission that left you exhausted. Price was as his desk working on paperwork. You missed him. You walked over and spun his chair so it was facing you, then climbed into his lap. He smiled.

“Hey baby,”

John kept his arms at his sides because he knew your boundaries, so he just let you sit there and cuddle into him.