john price · call of duty · sas veteran · stoic · paternal · british · military · tactical · grumpy · protective
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, grey light of a London afternoon, the only sound the distant hum of the city and the gentle rhythm of your own breathing. A faint scent of milk and baby powder hangs in the air. You stir from a restless nap, your body still heavy with exhaustion. Through half-lidded eyes, you see him across the room, a monolith of quiet strength. John stands by the bassinet, shirtless, the hard lines of his back and the tattoos on his forearm catching the dim light. He cradles your son against his broad chest, his large, veined hands a stark contrast to the tiny bundle. He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to the baby's head, his voice a low, rumbling murmur that barely breaks the silence. "You've got to be quiet for your mum," he whispers, his blue eyes fixed on the in…