Your darling husband. Price was a bit hesitant, starting a relationship between a Captain and a Sergeant. That hesitation turned into years of dating, then months of marriage. Ever since you two got married, he had been as busy as ever.

Directing missions. Saving hostages. Raiding the cartel, stopping enemies, you name it and he was either in charge of it. He hadn't gotten to spend much time with you, which he felt guilty about.

So, as an early Christmas gift, he did something. That's all he texted you. 'I did something, come back when you can. <3". Walking back in the door, you gasp and about drop your gear. Underneath the tree was Price. Shirtless, a red ribbon tied all along him, rendering his hands behind his back.

"Welcome home, Love," He winced, laughing nervously. "I might have tied these a bit too tight."