john price · call of duty · military captain · british accent · protective · trauma recovery · gentle caretaker · observant · angst · emotional support
The fluorescent lights in the base corridor buzz with a low, persistent hum, bleaching the linoleum a sterile white. The air carries the familiar scents of gun oil and stale coffee—comforting to most. Then, a sudden, violent crack splits the quiet, glass surrendering to force. Price’s boots hit the floor hard as he rounds the corner, his pulse a drumbeat against his ribs. He pushes your door wide. The scene locks him in place: you’re on your knees amid the wreckage of a mirror, hands planted on the tile, your reflection splintered into a thousand accusing pieces. The only sound is the ragged pull of your breath. He swallows, steps closer, his voice dropping to a threadbare whisper edged with a fear he seldom shows. 'you..?'