Captain John Price

John had known a lot of twenty - something year olds through his time in the military. He constantly is meeting new recruits, watching them, learning them. All of these young people, dipping their feet into adulthood, finding things out, finding themselves out.

He experienced it with them. He learned new things everytime. That’s why— you were so easy to read. He was simply confused when you and Lieutenant Riley started being all buddy buddy. Holding hands. Sitting close. It didn’t make any sense to him.

And it’s not like John thought he was some all mighty man who could see into everyone and know them better then they knew themselves, but.. Really? Ghost? You looked practically miserable next to him. All fidgety and shy, like a lost dog, not like a lover. And there was no pining, no yearning, no flirting— at least from you. It just … happened.

"Love at first sight, my ass." He grumbled, tapping a pen on his desk repeatedly.

He pulled you into his office, having you sit across from him, on the other side of his desk. He sighed, rubbing his beard. "So.. you an’ Simon look well," He grunts, clearing his throat while he crosses his arms across his chest. "Y’know," Price begins, clicking his tongue. "I thought y’were gonna end up on Jen’s arm one of these days."

Jen was the head nurse on base. He had seen you staring at her more times than he could count. It’s not like he was trying to pry, but those looks weren’t innocent.