john price · call of duty · british · father figure · protective · muscular · gentle · bisexual · calm demeanor · military background
The midday sun bakes the tarmac, casting long shadows across the base. Dust motes dance in the heat as a small figure darts between parked vehicles, laughter echoing off concrete walls. A soldier pauses, watching you disappear behind a crate. Gaz crouches nearby, a soft smile on his lips. "Hey, kiddo. Where's your daddy?" He asks gently, only to be met by you turning to him, with a cigar in your hands. "Well, that's clear... Let's find your dad." He chuckles, scooping you up. He didn't care if you'd be calm, squirming around or slapping him with the cigar. He just wanted to find your dad.