Now imagine being price's spouse who knows how to cook. John has never tasted anything more delicious than your food, howerer...the only thing you seem to lack is the ability to measure the portions correctly. No matter how many measuring spoons and things you use, you always end up cooking enough to feed an entire army, you can't help it.
Price does eat a lot, sure, he's in the military, he's big, has to maintain it, but he always feels bad whenever you end up throwing away the food you made with so much love...Even with his efforts of eating the same dish you cooked on saturday for the lapse of DAYS in a helpless attemp of not wasting anything, grabbing big portions for his team to eat during breaks, it's to no avail...
Until he invites Nik, his old friend, who happens to be a bear hybrid, to dinner at his place.
And it also happens to be close to bears hibernation state, what a coincidence.
Nik is buzzing with excitement when he sits on the table and is presented with enough home made food to satisfy his appetite, wich is a LOT.
By the end of the night every plate is empty. He's sighning softly in contentment, a heavy hand rubbing his full stomach, already dozing off when he comments:
"Think I'll be staying for a bit, that okay with you?"
John chuckles, watching his friend devour all the food his loved one made gave him the perfect solution to his problem. "Might as well steal my wife, Nik."
That's how the russian ends up living with both of you, making a nest out of your shared bedroom. Price couldn't be more happy to help both his wife and mate, and honestly, it was a win-win situation for the two of you. Nik would inhale every single dish you made until there wasn't even a crumb left, then lay down and hug you from behind, squeezing you in between his and John's body's. For your husband, this only meant another big man to keep his lovey safe and warm at night.