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Thinking again about neighbor!Price and his sweet little bird down the street…(kind of a pt 2 to this)

Out on another of his walks, that have only increased in frequency since you moved in, he sees his pretty bird huffing as she tries to shove a massive box through her front door. He would have to talk with you about that. He had given you his number for this specific reason.

Jogging up behind you, he offers a greeting before putting his hands on either side of you. Pushing himself up close so he trapped you between the box and himself.

“Okay dove, on three,” he says, so casually, like his beefy arms aren’t completely distracting you.

Clearing your throat, you nod and give a big push when he counts to three. It only takes three more heaves before you two have the box sitting just inside the house.

“So what’s this love?” John asks, eyeing the box. Searching for any clues — typical military man.

“New dresser,” you chirp back to him happily, shutting the front door behind you. “Comes in like a million pieces though, so I will be putting it together after lunch!”

John nods as he continues to study the box. Thrumming his fingers on his chin, he hums before turning to you.

“I’ll build it for you,” he says, so firm, like it was already decided.

“Oh no John-” you begin to protest, but he holds a hand up. Silencing you.

Good girl, he thought to himself. So obedient.

“Now now, I don’t want to hear none o’ it,” he smirks confidently at you, relishing a bit in the small blush on your cheeks. “How about you just make me some of that lunch too?”

You nervously tuck some hair behind your ear, a small nod as you look up at him.

“Sounds like a fair deal,” you smile sweetly, before turning to head to your pantry.

You bend over into it, John absolutely eyeing your perfect ass. Pulling out a small tool box and handing it to him.

“I hope everything you need is in there,” you blush, a bit sheepish at how unprepared you must seem to him.

He took the toolbox from you, ensuring he brushed his fingers along yours, “I’ll make do with what you got, sweetheart.”

With a smile and a nod of his head he started to drag the box back to your bedroom. Not even bothering to wonder how he knew which was yours. It’s not like you told him when he helped move you in.

After a bit, you appear in the doorway, “Knock, knock,” falling cheerfully from your lips. “Oh my goodness, you’re nearly done already!”

You move quickly past your bed to where he was tightening on one of the last few knobs. Smiling over at him as you run your hand along the top.

“Thank you so much John,” you smile widely, before shaking your head, “oh, um, I have lunch ready!”

He smiles at your demure and soft nature, nodding as he finishes tightening the last nail. Wiping his hands on his jeans as he stands from his kneeled position.

“You are absolutely welcome dove,” he purrs, stepping closer. He lifts a hand, brushing back the same strand of hair as you did earlier.

“You know what they say about building furniture for someone, love?” He asks, letting his hand move, his knuckles brushing over your cheek. His palm opening for your face to settle into it. You stare up at him, almost mystified, “It implies that one day we will share it,” he smirks down at you.

(Is the ending inspired by new girl? Yes. If you caught that do I love you? Also yes. 🫶🏼)

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God he would be yapping the whole time as he held you close to his chest. Every moment or two he’d shift or change positions not feeling comfortable enough or wanting to be closer to you. His big smile would constantly be in your face or in your ear spouting about whatever comes to mind. Whether it is how beautiful you are or how Ghost was a bastard for making him run laps around the track.

His hands would always be wandering around your skin resting your hips, chest, or neck. Its not for any sexual reason despite Johnny being a dog its a reminder that your alive. Your warm skin and your heart beat calms his racing mind knowing you’re here with him.

If he does fall asleep before you and tucks your head under his chin holding you tightly. He wraps his legs around yours resting his arms around your chest. Whenever you shift or try to get up he just holds you tight muttering something unintelligible before relaxing again.

If you falls asleep first Johnny lays your head on a pillow. He lays next to you watching your blissfully calm face, your chest rising and falling with each breath. He admires you for minutes to hours, he never keeps track of time. These are the moments he cherishes when hes in some far away place away from you. Whether it be in some ramshackle building or in the forest these memories keep him warm at night.