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John Prices wife coming to pick him up at the airport after he returns from a mission, but the car is now full of military men.

One look at the three boys, completely exhausted and pulling their phones out to book a taxi had your heart crying. Without thinking, you offered them all a lift to yours and Johns home for them to stay overnight.

So now there’s three men cramped onto your three backseats, John having the luxury of sitting in the front. Simon is on the end (still in his balaclava but luckily not the skull mask because you’d be a little creeped out seeing that every time in the rear view mirror), Johnny in the middle and then Kyle on the other end. Johnny complains for about 10 minutes that he’s squished in and has no room to move but after that he’s completely zonked out on Simons shoulder.

Your music plays quietly through the speakers and they’re happy to listen to anything that isn’t gun shots or explosions.

Once you arrive home, they all climb out the car, grabbing their bags from the boot and dumping them down in the living room.

“Place looks less lifeless than last time I was here,” comments Johnny.

“Finally got a woman’s touch to it,” adds Kyle.

You smile a little at the non-direct compliment. Price also looks around, noticing the little details that have changed or the things that have been added around his house, keeping a hand on your back. He leans down and kisses you gently, mumbling “I missed you” against your lips.

“I missed you too. But it looks like you’ve lost weight.” You glance down at his body. “I’ll fatten you up again,” you tease with a little giggle as he chuckles.

It’s around 9pm by the time you’ve cooked dinner for four people who have appetites of bears. They all look at you as if you’re an angel sent from heaven when they see the food, sitting down at the dining table silently and scoffing down the meal.

By 10pm, you go into the living room thinking they’re all watching TV but instead they’re all asleep. You grab some spare blankets from beside the sofa and cover them up except for John. You shake him awake and make him move upstairs into bed with you. There’s no way you’re letting him sleep on the sofa and not with you after weeks apart.

Ghost, gesturing to Price: Soap, look what you did! You made Dad upset!

Y/n: dad, please don't cry!

Soap: I'm sorry, father

Gaz: we didn't mean to make you upset, dad!

Price, drunk out of his mind and near tears: I DON'T REMEMBER GIVING BIRTH TO ANY OF YOU!

Burning Spice Cookie character background.

“REDACTED”

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john price as a dad (part two) [ price ]

part one | part three

- Loves carrying his little boy around, only on rare occasions will you get to hold your son

- John just loves him so much and doesn’t want to let go

- Doesn’t cry when away, he’s more determined to return

- Looks like a fisherman, so your sat there beside John in matching camping chairs under a tent at the side of a lake or river holding your baby boy.

- As he gets older John buys him a little toy fishing rod

- Your son copies everything John does

- The way he starts to walk, a strut almost and also wants a hat like his dad’s

- So they’re on the street with matching hats… literally a mini genetic clone of the man

- Would have been content with his little boy but you do a test on a whim of a missed period

- It was negative so you shrugged it off, John was away and you couldn’t be pregnant.

- Then the labour pains started… later told you had what was called a ‘cryptic pregnancy’. You hadn’t had time to prepare, no names picked out or a nursery decorated.

- Your son with your close family, and John Price walks into the room, he’d returned that day and got the call from the hospital that you had been admitted

- He didn’t expect to see the sweet smile of another baby boy

- But the man didn’t think about the problems and unexpected, he just held another bundle of joy in his arms

- He has no intention of his sons going into the military. He doesn’t want that for them, no matter how talent they may be- they could always come back in a bodybag

- And he doesn’t know how he would react or cope to the news of one of his boys being KIA

- John doesn’t even want to think about it

- However, your eldest loves to tinker around… always dismantling his toys and trying to put them back together

- John is the one that breaks up their fights, “Oi, knuckleheads! Pack it in… before I get involved and you really don’t want that…”

- Your eldest was 4 and the youngest was 2 at the time of that incident- speaking to them like actual adults

- Reading to the boys calms him down, just adores being close to them both and making the most of his

- The youngest loves to mimic his older brother and so you have three John Prices in your house

- When the kids get tired, he’ll happily sling them on his shoulders

- A literal climbing frame, play wrestles the kids and hurts himself instead of them

- The team still doesn’t know he’s a dad, other than Ghost who sussed it out

- You will always find John Price asleep on the sofa with his either son leaning on his shoulders.

- Whether they’re watching the rugby on tv or a movie, you ALWAYS find them in that exact position

- Your now husband rarely ever cried but when it comes to your kids- it’s a weak spot

- If they’ve been in hospital or something, he’s a calmly put together wreck

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