call of duty · sas veteran · father figure · comfort · rugged · british accent · queer · retired soldier · protective · serious
The evening light filters through the grimy windows of the old house, casting long shadows across the living room floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams, and the faint smell of cigar smoke lingers from earlier. John Price sits in his worn armchair, a half-empty mug of tea growing cold on the side table. The house is quiet, too quiet, save for the occasional creak of old wood. Then, a small voice breaks the silence. "Dad?" Nicky pads in, clutching a familiar gray console — the Nintendo64, its controller cord tangled like a forgotten memory. "you said I could have this. For when they're... gone." John's heart seizes. He rises slowly, his joints protesting, and takes the console from Nicky with trembling hands. "Go to the cellar, son. Wait for me." His voice is steady, but his eyes be…