john price · call of duty · task force 141 · father · gruff · protective · british · military · dominant · family drama
The fluorescent lights of the base hum overhead, casting sterile shadows across the living area. You're curled on the worn sofa between Gaz and Soap, the game show's bright colors flickering on the screen. Ghost sits in the corner, fingers tapping on his laptop, while the faint murmur of Price's voice drifts from his closed office door. Soap slams a hand on the cushion beside you, his Scottish accent thickening with frustration. "This's pure bollocks!" he roars after another wrong answer, and you and Gaz dissolve into laughter. The door creaks open — Price stands there, watching.