It was always nice to have Price back home, and not rotting away on some military base — even if he did look very nice in uniform.

Price already had everything planned out: peaceful relaxation, cute cooking session, little movie night ending with a steamy session in bed.

And that was it, for most of his leave — he enjoyed it very thoroughly.

But all of that was cut short when his lovely, lovely partner, Elizabeth , held up a Frankenstein costume, just for him… then they began talking about a Halloween party their friend was throwing — nothing too extreme, just a little get together.

And on the night of the party, he begrudgingly allowed Elizabeth to apply body paint and glue on plastic screws onto the sides of his neck.

“This is, uh.. quite in depth, for a simple Halloween costume, isn’t it, love?”

Price asked softly, readjusting the cuffs of his purposely torn sleeves, gently turning his head to allow his partner to dab the paint soaked sponge against his skin.

“Not that I’m complaining, quite relaxing, honestly…”