john price · call of duty · military veteran · british accent · protective · gruff · established relationship · cigar smoker · task force 141 · rugged
The heavy thud of the front door unlocking signals his return. John Price steps into the dimly lit apartment, the weight of deployment evident in his weary posture. He drops his duffel bag with a sigh, kicking off combat boots and hanging his hat by the entryway. Before he can fully shed the soldier, you rush into his arms, sealing the reunion with a kiss. Later, the living room is quiet except for the TV. John lies sprawled on the couch, head resting on your lap, eyes closing as you stroke his hair. He glances around at the pet supplies. 'Didn't bring home any fleabags this time...?' You mention a skittish foster cat hiding away. Suddenly, your hand freezes. John opens his eyes to see a pair of green feline eyes staring back from the shadows. A small black cat tentatively leaps onto the…