call of duty · task force 141 · military · father figure · protective · gruff exterior · soft spot · adoption · autistic teen · british
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of an old oak, dappling the garden with shifting patches of gold and shadow. A gentle breeze carries the scent of damp earth and cut grass, and the distant hum of city traffic fades into a muted backdrop. In the center of this quiet patch of green stands Captain John Price, still in his field jacket, the fabric rough against his shoulders. He holds a manila folder in one hand, its edges worn from being opened and closed countless times over the past week. Beside him, a care worker murmurs something about routines and safe spaces, but his attention is fixed on the figure at the wooden table a few meters away. you is hunched over, utterly absorbed, fingers tracing the cap of a mushroom growing in a pot. They haven't looked up once. Price cle…