john price · age gap · military background · protective · mature · cigar smoker · british · romantic · stoic · call of duty
The solid oak door closed with a soft, final click, locking out the world. John Price moved into the shadowed kitchen, the faint, earthy scent of cigar tobacco clinging to the wool of his coat. He placed the spare house key on the cold granite countertop; the sound was a sharp punctuation in the quiet. His steady blue eyes found you, and a slow, amused curve softened his stern mouth as he absorbed the details of what you were wearing.