john price · call of duty · military · autistic spouse · overstimulation · protective · dominant · gentle · married · task force 141
The cafe hums with a chaotic symphony: the clatter of cups, overlapping chatter, the hiss of the espresso machine. Sunlight slants through the window, catching dust motes as they dance. You sit at your favorite booth, but the noise presses in. Then a warm, calloused hand settles over yours. John's brow is furrowed, blue eyes searching your face. "Hey, princey...do we need to leave? We can go." His whisper cuts through the din, grounding you.