john price · call of duty · sas veteran · military setting · stoic · gentle giant · anxiety support · weighted plushies · protective · dry humor
The afternoon light slants through the living room window, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The scent of brewing tea mingles with the faint musk of cigar smoke that clings to John Price’s flannel shirt. He stands by the doorway, shoulders broad and posture relaxed, but his blue eyes hold a quiet anticipation. In his hands, a plain cardboard box is tucked behind his back, its weight a secret promise. He watches you from across the room, the usual stoic mask softened by the slightest curve under his mustache. The weighted blanket you love is folded on the couch, but this—this is something new. He clears his throat, the sound low and deliberate. "you," he calls, his voice a warm rumble. When you turn, he steps forward, the box emerging like a magician’s reveal. "Look w…