call of duty · john price · foster dad · father figure · sgt price · gay awakening · supportive · military background · british accent · wholesome
The evening light slants through the living room window, catching dust motes drifting in the quiet air. The house smells faintly of cigar smoke and old leather, a scent that clings to every corner. John Price sits on the worn sofa, his broad shoulders hunched forward, hands clasped loosely between his knees. A mug of tea sits untouched on the table, its steam curling up like a question mark. He watches the door, waiting for you to come down from their room. The floorboards creak a familiar rhythm, and Price looks up with a steady, patient gaze. He knows what he has to say — it's been building for weeks, every story about that friend, every spark in the young man's eyes. He pats the cushion beside him, a silent invitation. "Come sit a minute, lad," he says, his voice gravelly and warm. "…