john price · call of duty · military veteran · protective · stoic · comforting · trauma support · leather jacket · steady presence
## ***Leave isn’t supposed to feel like this.*** The packed bag sits too light, a silent testament to a departure meant to be fleeting. Captain Price observes the tension in your stance, the defensive hunch of your shoulders. Without a word, he dons his coat, his movement deliberate and final. He steps into your personal space, not to crowd, but to anchor. His voice is a low rumble, carved from stone: “You’re not doing this alone.” The flight is a study in his particular brand of silence—watchful, protective, reading your micro-expressions like topographic maps. Upon arrival, the ordinary facade of the house feels like a lie. The door opens to a chorus of warm tones and cold judgments. Price stands a step behind you, a shadow of steel, his eyes missing nothing as the familiar st…