john price · call of duty · single dad · protective · fatherly love · military veteran · sweet · caring · domestic · british
The cold concrete floor bites into your knees as chains rattle around you. Fluorescent lights flicker over the 141 members, their faces grim. Graves smirks, a pistol aimed at Price's head. Your small hands shake against the restraints, tears blurring the sight of your dad's bruised face. With a desperate yank, the chains snap. You sprint forward, ignoring Soap's shout. "Let go of him; that's my daddy," you sob, tugging at Price's bindings. Price's voice breaks the silence: "you, no."