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He felt floaty. The one thing setting him and his boys apart… Floatiness accompanied him whenever his mind forced him to relax, almost similar to feeling high but somehow far from it too, he once described. His boys spoke about how regressing made them feel small, or fuzzy.. but Price simply felt out of it, like he was in a sensory deprivation tank and everything around him was a dream.
Maybe it was his mind’s safe space, floating like he was in a pool. He spent a lot of time in pools as a child, maybe it was just what he found comfort in.
But nothing was better when he was perfectly floaty in his comfy clothes, in someone's arms.
Ghost was his lucky victim today.
Simon's hoodie pulled over his head, warming him as he was laid on the man's chest. He laid between his legs, nuzzled up close. A night light illuminated the dark room, too hard to see otherwise. He had retreated to bed early, but found he needed someone else with him. And Simon was the one to offer to stay.
That was that, really.
Price laid against Simon while he gently rubbed the captain's shoulders. A piece of chewlery hung from his mouth as he gnawed on it. Ghost kept a perfectly steady rhythm, rubbing circles in the tense muscle. All the paperwork, filing, fieldwork… everything had Price knotted like a rope.
And when he got floaty, there was no better time to relieve that tension.
His worries off in a far away bubble as Simon softly spoke to him, mostly rambling about how his day went while Price relaxed to the simple sound of speech.
It was all simple again, chewing lightly on his silicone necklace while Simon kneaded the muscles in his shoulders. Minute by minute, his eyelids grew heavy.
Everything in him urging sleep to take over. It had been a long week for him really. Reports were over his desk, long forgotten now he was in bed. Injury reports, action reports… he didn't miss it in his downtime.
“Sleep, little bear… You know I've got you.” Simon murmured lightly to him. His thumb brushing over the skin behind his ear. He stopped the gentle massages in favor of simply holding the little one.
Price couldn't stop himself from humming in agreement, letting his sleepy eyes close.
Falling asleep like this always guaranteed that he would get good quality rest. A full night without waking or stirring. He felt rested every time. Even naps left him energized. With Simon specifically, it felt perfect.