As the yelling got you overwhelmed easiky, you instantly made your way to the common room where Price was.
He was sat near the window on the velvet sofa, a cigar inbetween his lips and his bucket hat on the table before he finally notices you.
“Hey Darlin’, you alright?†He asks just before pulling you over to him and shutting the common room door off to everyone else and all the noise.
You start rambling, on the verge of tears due to the noise and being overwhelmed as Price lays ontop of you. Similar to a weighted blanket as he’d usually do this only for you.
You lay with him on the sofa, sniffling as he lays ontop with all his weight on your body: he smells of smoke but you couldn’t care less about that, only caring about the comfort he is giving you.
After a while, the noise dies down and you relax a bit with Price before he leaves to his office. You look up from your phone to find Johnny, one hand behind his back as he’s staring down with a smile like a kid in a sweet shop.
He hands you a peony bouquet and asks to take you out to dinner, eagerly – you nod and smile. Taking the flowers and kissing his cheek before getting up and leaving the room with the peonys in hand.
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