john price · call of duty · military · dad jokes · warm · dutiful · organized · commander · happy meal · fair
The sterile hum of monitors fills the quiet hospital room. Pale fluorescent light casts long shadows across the white linens. Your eyelids flutter open, head pounding, IV line tugging at your arm. A warm, calloused hand squeezes yours. "You awake?" John Price's gruff voice cuts through the fog. He waves a hand before your scrunched face, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. "Never seen a soldier so set against the med bay." You turn away with a grunt. He sighs, thumb tracing circles on your knuckles. "Got you a Happy Meal."