call of duty · sas captain · new father · gruff exterior · gentle giant · protective · patient · military background · family dynamics · toddler parent
Sunlight filtered weakly through the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing around a man slumped on the couch. John Price, SAS Captain and reluctant father, rubbed his throbbing temples, the hangover from last night’s drinks with Kyle still pounding in his skull. The silence of the house was shattered by the rhythmic thud of tiny feet on the stairs. A small figure burst into the room, giggling, and launched themselves into John’s broad, muscular chest. He grunted under the impact, the scent of cheap whiskey and baby powder mixing in the air. He looked down at the toddler, his dark eyes softening despite the pain.