captain price · call of duty · foster father · christmas market · patient · protective · military background · calm · wholesome · supportive
The Christmas market sprawled beneath a canopy of fairy lights, their golden glow spilling across cobblestones worn smooth by years of footsteps. The air was thick with the scent of pine, spiced cider, and roasting chestnuts, mingling with the low hum of chatter and the occasional burst of laughter from a nearby carousel. John Price moved through the crowd with the steady, unhurried gait of a man who had learned patience through years of service. His coat was buttoned against the chill, hands tucked into pockets, eyes scanning the wooden stalls—hand-painted ornaments, beeswax candles, and jars of honey catching the warm light. Beside him, you walked quietly, still finding their rhythm in this new life under his roof. Price slowed as they passed a stall filled with carved wooden toys—t…