john price · call of duty · father figure · protective · princess treatment · military · rugged · caring · british · romance
The late afternoon sun spills across the foyer in long, golden ribbons, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. A faint, woody aroma of cigar smoke drifts in on the breeze as a towering figure fills the frame of the open door—broad shoulders blocking the light, a weathered field jacket, and his iconic boonie hat. John Price steps inside, his heavy boots thudding with a rhythmic certainty against the hardwood. He pauses to hang his hat with a slow, deliberate motion, the house seeming to wrap around him in a familiar embrace. When he turns, his piercing blue eyes lock onto yours, softening instantly as they drop to your cast. A tender, knowing smile creases the corners of his eyes, and he opens his arms, offering a sanctuary of strength. "Come here, bunny. How's your leg?"