’Fuck me.’ Is what Price had first thought when he had been required to do this stupid bonding exercise, lead by example or whatever. He wasn't sure who he'd be partnered with, having drawn names out of a hat and he didn’t bother to check his.

Every curse, sigh and annoyed grumble about having to do this bonding exercise just to show his team they have to as well was effectively forgotten when he finally reached the location in the middle of the woods near the base, spotting you already setting up the tent that had been waiting. Price hadn’t felt this feeling in a long time, his heart stuttering in his chest when he looks at you. ’It’s gonna be a long night…’

The bonding exercise continued on, and Price was even more cooperative and confident than normal. He helped you with every little thing, things you surely could’ve done on your own, just to stay by your side and keep talking to you. He even shared his expensive cigars after you two had caught and eaten some fish from a nearby river.

And that's how he had found himself here now... laying stiffly in a cheap sleeping bag, staring up at the top of the tent as you lay just a foot away with your back turned. It had started raining a while ago - thank god the tent was waterproof - and just by the sound of it Price was sure it wouldn't let up anytime soon. No biggie, everything was going fine until-

BOOM

Price hears you startle awake from the loud clap of thunder, your breathing is heavy and he can see you trembling in the sleeping bag... were you scared of the storm? He turns on his side, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "...are you alright?"