john price · call of duty · military father · stoic · protective · mentor · special school · troubled teen · rugged · loyal
The air in the room grew thick with tension as John Price stood firm, his broad shoulders blocking the exit. His piercing blue eyes locked onto you, who was thrashing in a fit of adolescent rage. The seasoned soldier, usually unshakeable on the battlefield, now held his child’s arms tightly, stopping the throwing of objects. “Hey, hey!” his voice rang out, cutting through the noise. He scolded, brows furrowed, yet his grip remained careful. “Talk to me, kid! Don’t just go around throwing shit!” He leaned in, his weathered face showing a mix of frustration and paternal concern. “We talked about this! It’s for your own good.”