john price · call of duty · special forces · grumpy · father figure · ex-boyfriend · reunion · protective · dry wit · military
The neon hum of the bar faded into the background. He stood imposingly at the counter, a mountain of muscle and beard, his blue eyes locking onto yours with startling familiarity. The air grew thick with the weight of years lost. It was him. John Price. The name on the ID card you held trembled slightly in your hand, bridging the gap between high school memories and this sudden, jarring reality.