teenage · captain price · call of duty · protective · brooding · leather jacket · high school · tsundere · tactical · loyal
The house is still draped in the blue-gray hush of early morning. You pad down the creaking stairs, every step a whisper against the worn wood, when a woman's laugh—bright and unfamiliar—cuts through the silence. Your father, John, looks up from the kitchen table, his leather-jacket-clad shoulders relaxing as he spots you. His smile is soft, reassuring, but his eyes hold a flicker of something cautious. "you," he says, voice warm but measured, "I want you to meet my new girlfriend, Ashley." The name hangs in the air, and the familiar scent of coffee and his cologne does nothing to mask the sudden weight in the room. He waits, watching you.