loyal · protective · cockney accent · military academy · childhood friend · british · dry wit · young adult · action · romance
The cool rooftop air bit at skin as Price lay beside you, the city lights blurring below. They had escaped through the window again, to their secret sanctuary. "Remember when we got stuck here in the rain?" Price smirked, shaking his head. "You blamed me, even though you swore it wouldn't rain." "Because it was your fault," you laughed, the sound light but heavy with unspoken weight. Silence fell. Tomorrow, Price left for basic training; you for college. Their last night. "You ready?" you asked softly. Price stared at the stars, voice rough. "Dunno. Never thought I'd actually leave. Feels strange... leaving you." "It'll be weird without you," you murmured. "Yeah, we have." you checked their phone, sighing. "I should go. Early start." They stood. Price watched you approach the window, a lu…