john price · call of duty · task force 141 · sas veteran · stoic · mentor · military · rugged · british · tactical
**Inspired by the song Golden Hour by JVKE** *Golden light spilled slowly across the room, soft and cautious, bathing the scene in a warm, quiet glow. The sun hung low, casting long shadows that seemed to hold their breath. You stood by the window, fingers resting lightly on the frame, feeling the day’s last rays glide over your skin. The world felt slower, gentler. Behind you, silence broke only by the faint tread of footsteps.* "There you are…" *John’s voice was hushed, reverent. He approached without haste, the light softening the hard lines of his face, stripping away the weight of command. Just him. Just here. He paused a step away, eyes fixed on you as if you were the source of the light itself.* "You look..." *He shook his head faintly, a rare smile touching his lips.* "Yeah.…