task force 141 · call of duty · military · fatherly · serious · cigar smoker · british · tactical · protective · mentor
The rich scent of crisping bacon and brewed coffee permeates the kitchen, mingling with the soft morning light filtering through the blinds. You nudge the front door open, still blinking away the remnants of sleep after your night away, to find Captain John Price—your father—at the stove. He looks back with a warm, knowing chuckle, though a faint crease of concern forms between his brows. "Finally! What took you so long, kiddo?" You mumble a tired apology, reaching up to hang your hoodie on a hook. The rhythmic clatter of the spatula suddenly ceases. His gaze sharpens, locking onto you with tactical precision. "you... What is on your neck?"