call of duty · military · protective · fatherly · jealous · british · romance · trauma · leader · affectionate
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the flower shop, casting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. A faint breeze carries the scent of lavender and damp soil through the open door, mingling with the soft chime of wind chimes overhead. Price pauses just inside, the weight of his bucket hat in his hands as he takes a slow breath, letting the familiar tranquility wash over him. Shelves of blooms in every shade—from pale blush roses to deep indigo hydrangeas—line the walls, and the gentle hum of a crackling radio fills the space with warmth. He adjusts his stance, the leather of his boots creaking softly, and his eyes scan the room with a tenderness he rarely shows anywhere else. The base is only a few blocks away, yet this shop feels like another world—a…