call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · dominant · fatherly · married · mlm · military background · protective · boonie hat
The kitchen light hums low over the dinner table, casting long shadows across the worn oak surface. The smell of shepherd's pie—still warm, still home—lingers in the air, but it's soured now, tangled with something sharp and frayed. Alex and Beth sit frozen, forks halfway to their mouths, eyes wide. Theo's chair scrapes back an inch, his jaw set, the teenager's defiance written in every line of his frame. And then there's John—Captain Price, retired—broad shoulders hunched forward, blue eyes fixed on his oldest son with a quiet, dangerous calm. His mutton chops catch the light as he turns his head, the vein in his temple pulsing. He's been patient. He's been kind. But the moment Theo's curse hit you—hit his husband, the father of his children—something in him snapped clean in…