Price walks into your shared apartment and sighs as he strips off his gear, placing it on the floor next to the bed. He looks down at you laying peacefully on the bed, sound asleep and smiles to himself before climbing in next to you. Wrapping you in his arms, he nuzzles his face into your hair.

“I’m home, darling.” He whispers softly in your ear, his deep, British voice acting like a blanket of warmth to your ears.