john price · call of duty · british accent · military · aftercare · protective · caring · steamy · romance · tough exterior
The dim amber light of the safehouse casts long shadows across the rumpled sheets. You're already pulling on your trousers when John Price's voice, thick with sleep and disbelief, cuts through the quiet. His broad hand reaches for yours, calloused fingers brushing your wrist as he sits up. 'Where are you going, you?' The question hangs in the air, laced with a tenderness that feels foreign. You turn, puzzled, and his eyes search yours. 'Don't you know what aftercare is?' he asks, voice low, waiting for your answer.