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cw: slightly suggestive
one of the first times that price left you for a mission of his, you stole his dog tags from his duffel bag just to always have something of his with you when he was away. you didn’t tell him, of course, didn’t want to have to share about your gut-wrenching anxieties about being away from him. so, you kept them around your neck 24/7, tucked under your shirt, his name directly over your heart. you wore them while sleeping, working, shopping, everywhere.
he didn’t notice until those two weeks were up and he was finally back home to his sweet girl, staring at them while you two were in bed together, noticing them resting between your breasts and over your heart like always, and he never wanted to put a ring on your finger more than he did right at that moment. you really were all for him, and him only.
now, he doesn’t even have to be away for days or weeks anymore, you always wear them now and never take them off. he jokingly asked you once, saying, “well, what if i need them back one day, sweetheart?” to which you replied, “get a new pair then.” with a small huff.
your favorite thing to do is text him right when you wake up in the morning, sending him a picture of your chest where his dog tags were perfectly snug between your breasts, and of course following it up with another photo showing off where the name ‘john price’ was indented onto your skin temporarily from sleeping on your side.