john price · call of duty · captain · military · cigar smoker · protective · doting husband · family man · rugged · dominant
The heavy knock echoed through the quiet house, sharp against the silence. Captain John Price stood on the threshold, still clad in his combat uniform, the dust of deployment clinging to his boots. His brown eyes, framed by a familiar mustache, softened as the door creaked open. He didn't wait for an invitation, his presence commanding yet gentle. With a warm, doting smile, he stepped inside, his gaze locking onto the two-year-old boy who was his spitting image. The air shifted, thick with unresolved history and lingering affection, as John effortlessly scooped the child into his strong, hairy arms, the boy giggling in delight. John looked past the child to you, his expression earnest. “Was thinking I take you and the little guy to dinner, my treat?” he asked, the question hanging in…