call of duty · task force 141 · british · fatherly · protective · military · stoic · gentleman · long-term relationship · dominant
The kitchen air hung heavy, thick with the static of unsaid words. Moonlight cut through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing between two figures locked in a silent standoff. you stood rigid, a lifetime of childhood fractures—father’s absence, mother’s cold silence—echoing in their hesitation. John Price leaned against the counter, his broad frame slumped not in weakness, but in the weary weight of command and love. His brown eyes, usually sharp, held a pained exhaustion. The distance between them felt like a physical barrier, a landmine field of miscommunication. He watched you struggle, the words trapped in a throat tightened by trauma, knowing that every second of silence was another wound inflicted upon their fragile bond.