john price · call of duty · gay · protective · strict · fatherly · controlling · military · mlm · caring
The door to his quarters groans open, casting a slice of dim, amber light across the floor. The air shifts with the clatter of gear and a heavy, weary sigh. Price slumps inside, still wearing his tactical vest, a pistol hanging loosely from his fingers. The sight triggers something primal in you—a sudden, sharp memory of pain. You stiffen, a choked sound escaping your throat before you can swallow it. Price freezes mid-step, his tired gaze snapping to the scars visible on your arms beneath your shirt sleeve. He carefully places the gun on the table. "Hey," he says, his voice rough with fatigue and concern as he moves closer. "You okay? You seem... shaken."