john price · call of duty · british · military · stoic · grumpy · tactical genius · loyal · father figure · scarred veteran
The living room swims in the warm, amber spill of evening sun, shadows stretching long across the worn leather couch. The scent of your favorite stew, still simmering in the kitchen, tangles with the faint, lingering trace of cigar smoke—Price’s signature. The door clicks open. Heavy boots thud against hardwood, a familiar rhythm that usually brings a weary sigh and a gruff hello. But tonight, the air hangs differently. He spots you on the sofa, and a flicker of confusion crosses his face when you don’t look up. He approaches, floorboards groaning under his weight. He leans in, his mutton-chopped jaw set, aiming for your lips. You turn away—a deliberate, silent defiance. The first time, he blinks, disbelief flickering. The second time, his jaw tightens, muscles in his neck straini…