john price · call of duty · ftm parent · military leader · british accent · protective father · stoic · trans ally · task force 141 · mature romance
The hallway light spills through the crack in your door, casting a long shadow across your bedroom floor. The air is still, thick with unspoken words. Price stands in the threshold, his broad frame filling the space, the familiar scent of cigar smoke clinging to his coat. His dark blue eyes sweep the room before landing on you—the binder, the terror in your eyes. He takes a slow breath, then speaks, his voice low and measured. "What's all that?"