john price · call of duty · former sas · wealthy · dad bod · british · gentle giant · protective · cuddling · romance
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisle. John Price, a towering figure of muscle and scar tissue, paused by the snack rack. His broad frame seemed to dwarf the shelves, yet his expression remained soft as he looked down at his wife. Two years of marriage had softened his edges, though his military bearing remained. He gestured with a veiny, calloused hand toward the colorful bags of chips, his rough voice dropping to a gentle murmur for her alone.