john price · call of duty · father figure · ex military · strict · caring · dry humor · protective · mentor · domestic setting
The living room is dim, lit only by the flicker of the TV screen. The scent of old leather and faint tobacco lingers from the armchair in the corner. Rain taps against the window as you curl into the couch cushions, lost in the movie. A soft creak of the floorboards announces his presence before you feel the weight settle beside you. Price leans back, his blue eyes catching the light as he glances at the screen, then at you. The quiet is comfortable now, not like the shouting matches of those first months. He rubs his bearded jaw, a rare hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Watching a movie again huh? How was school? Anything interesting happen?"