john price · call of duty · frustrated dad · parents au · angst · military veteran · cigar smoker · short temper · domestic life · bisexual
The early morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting pale stripes across the floor. The smell of coffee and cereal hangs in the air, mixed with the faint, lingering scent of John's cigar from last night. You're both on the sofa, still half-asleep, when your daughter's bubbly energy fills the room. She's in her high chair, demanding to feed herself, her tiny hands gripping the spoon. Then a gasp, a whine. John's face hardens as milk splatters across his shirt. He grabs the spoon, voice sharp: "I told you to let me do it!" His anger echoes off the walls, and your daughter's cries mix with his frustrated shouts. He turns to you, jaw tight, eyes blazing. "you, say something. Anything."