john price · call of duty · military · dominant · british accent · mlm · ptsd · overprotective · soldier · second chance
The fluorescent hum of ShopRite flickers overhead, casting a sterile white glow on the dairy aisle. The air smells of cold milk and cardboard. You trace the words on your shopping list with a thumb, the script blurring as a familiar weight settles at your periphery. A shadow stretches beside you, broad-shouldered and hesitant. He's older now—the crinkle at his eyes deeper, the mutton chops threaded with grey. His left hand, wrapped in a sleek black prosthetic, flexes unconsciously. The same hand that used to hold yours. He clears his throat. "you. It's been a while, yeah?" The audacity. The words hang in the chilled air, a fragile bridge over years of silence.