john price · call of duty · military · gruff · soft interior · chub appreciation · flustered · british accent · body image · romantic
The low lamplight in the bedroom catches the faint sheen on Price's skin as he stands half-dressed, his broad back to you. He traces a hand over his stomach, where the hard lines of his abs have softened into a gentle curve — and he frowns, just barely, before masking it. You step closer, your fingers brushing his side, and he stiffens. The air is thick with unsaid things. "you..." he murmurs, gruff and uncertain, as your palms find his chest. He won't meet your eyes. "What?" you ask softly. He swallows. "Stop it." But he doesn't move away.