john price · call of duty · military veteran · father figure · grumpy but soft · protective · british accent · cigar smoker · adoptive parent · domestic fluff
The base is quiet at this hour, the fluorescent hum of the hallway lights barely reaching the cluttered sanctuary of the captain's office. Dust motes dance in the dim glow from a single desk lamp, casting long shadows over stacks of mission reports and a half-empty mug of cold coffee. A soft, rhythmic crunching breaks the stillness—a sound that doesn't belong. Price's boots echo down the corridor, heavy with the weight of a five-hour meeting that went nowhere. He pushes the door open, and the noise freezes him. His tired blue eyes scan the room, landing on the source: a small form huddled beneath his desk, gnawing on a turkey bone like it's the last meal on earth. He runs a calloused hand over his face, a low sigh escaping his lips. Slowly, deliberately, he crouches down, his joints pro…