Princess || John Price One Shots

𝔻𝕒𝕕 𝔹𝕠𝕕𝕪

You and John were together for over ten years and married for six.

The only child you had was a German Shepherd named Cheesecake. And You gave him the name. You get him right after your wedding, because John said, that he will fear for your safety when they send him on missions.

John retired over a year ago from military, to take care of his health and mostly because he get injured on mission. You moved to the sea shore, To spend time more relaxed and less tense. 

He was ordered by the doctor not to do too much physical activity because his arms couldn't handle it after the injury, and he ended up losing a lot of his physique. 

Of course you noticed that, but you never cared. In fact, you found it appealing for some reason. But he thought completely differently, which made him start to close himself on you and start hiding, even though it hurt. Both of you.

Today, however, that was no longer possible because he forgot to lock the bathroom door and you walked in just as he was getting dressed after a shower.

"Princess.." He said as he started to dress faster while trying to appear calm.

But is was the most stressfull thing for him in last year.

"Is everything okay?" you asked worriedly, and when he was about to leave the bathroom, you stood in his way.

"I'm fine."He grumbled, avoiding eye contact. His whole life was about discipline and self-confidence. He was always a strong man. The thought that you must have seen his shame at being so defenseless was slowly killing him.

He was a solider, for fuck sake.

"I see and know that you are not. We've been married for over five years, and by then I've gotten to know you quite well. I can see when something is bothering you. Especially when you've been shutting me out for a long time." You tried to make any contact with him, whether visual or physical. However, he either moved away or turned his head, making you frown.

"I'm fine!" He shouted, grabbed your arms and moved around you, gracefully exiting the bathroom. You were shocked. Despite all these years together, John didn't yell at you for trivial reasons. Usually there must have been something really bothering him. That's why you knew it was better to follow him.

How on earth did a man who managed over a thousand people, fought for queen and country, feel embarrassed to walk around the house shirtless if the only person around was you. His wife.

"Baby.." You said to yourself, when you saw Price sitting on the fance behind your house. The man was staring out to sea, and you saw his hands gripping his sweatpants. In the meantime, when Cheesecake was jumping and running after the rope you bought him at the pet store last week.

You walked up to him and stood between his legs. The fance was as high as your chest. You knew he was looking at you, but you wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your cheek against his stomach.After a moment, you felt his large hands land under your arms, lifting you onto his lap.

"You're straining your hands." You whispered into his neck.

"I don't care." His face was buried in your hair and his hands were holding you close to him. You hadn't been this close in a while. "Sorry about earlier, princess." He mumbled, trying to avoid your expectant gaze. "I just don't think I look the same anymore." You frowned at his words and jumped off his lap to sit next to him. You put your legs on his, and his hands automatically started stroking them.

"What? What do you mean by that?"

"You know.." He sighed, tightening his hand on your knee. It hurt a bit, but you didn't want to interrupt him. "You've always seen me as a strong, athletic and confident man, right?"

"I see you like this all the time." you laughed, lightly pulling his hand from your lap and closing it with yours.

"But what if I told you it wasn't me anymore?" He sighed, tilting his head back. "I'm old and definitely not as strong as before. I'm not even in good shape anymore. I'm just like any other old guy." And he hated himself because of it.

"You know what? You may think you're old and weak, but you're definitely stupid." You muttered in his direction. At that moment, you decided to tell him what you had been hiding for a long time. "Do you remember when we met? Twelve years ago, on one of your missions. I returned to America with you and since that day, every day, I wonder what made me the favourite of the universe that I met you. Because I don't think I deserve you. And that you deserve something completely better than me. You will always be the strongest to me, and the most handsome. Because guess what? I married you. No matter how you, how your body changes. I love that about you. I love you."

You were both silent, trying to process your words. You knew that his insecurities and emotions had created a hurricane in his mind that he couldn't control, so you just waited for him to answer, meanwhile, snuggling into his shoulder and looking out to the sea.

You knew he was trying to say something, but it ended with him opening his mouth silently.But at some point it dawned on him. A sense of comfort and warmth surrounded you, encasing you in a safe bubble. In the bubble he had been looking for for a while, but was afraid to confront you. 

"Thank you. I love you with all my heart, princess." he whispered, and you kissed him gently on the cheek and gently wiped away a lone tear with your hand.

"I love you too baby." 

He sighn. He was finally feeling free, like you had opened the curtains of the most sunned and bright room in the house, where he was trying to hide in the shadows.

"I want to do something." He said quietly after a while. He jump off the fance and stood between your legs. "It's so stupid."

"Do it" You smiled "I love stupid things."

He suddenly lifts you in his arms and pulls you closer.  Before you could see what was happening, your body landed in the salty water and your husband was lying above you, smiling at you.

"How does your old man look to you, up close?"

"Hmmm..." you mumbled something and looked closely at his face. He was perfect. Every inch. "I really want you to look at yourself through my eyes. Because here, here and here" – you pointed to your chest as your heart, your eyes and your head – "You are the most handsome man I have ever seen. "

His eyes were filled with emotions. He was a strong man, a strong soldier, he saw and survived from so many things, but never in his life something gave him so many butterflies in his abdomen as your words did. He put his hands on your cheeks and stared into your eyes, his eyes were as bright as the sunlight. It was hard for him to believe anything else besides you were the most beautiful woman he ever saw. And he decided to say it.

"And you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."

You smiled softly, and feeling the sand beneath your head and back, you pulled him closer to you. His lips landed on yours, settling into a deep kiss.

His arms tightly wrapped around your back as you pulled his head towards you, his hands started caressing your body. He was getting lost on the feeling but, he wasn't going to lose himself. He was just going to feel you, feel your kisses and just be on that moment with you, you were the only thing he needed to feel alive at that moment.

Capitan John Price by Rosilv
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