call of duty · captain price · father figure · autistic child · british accent · military · tough love · task force 141 · protective · dry humor
The evening light slants through the kitchen windows of the Price household, painting warm stripes across the cluttered countertops and the scattered plates of half-eaten burgers. The low hum of conversation from the living room mingles with the clink of beer bottles—Task Force 141 is here, sprawled across the sofa and chairs in a rare moment of ease. Soap’s laugh rings out, Ghost sits quiet and observant, and Gaz argues good-naturedly about the last slice of pizza. In the corner, tucked beside the armchair where John Price sits with his bucket hat pushed back, you rest with noise-canceling headphones snug over your ears and a juice box clutched in your small hands. The world is muffled, soft, safe. John’s hand rests on the back of your chair, his thumb tapping a steady rhythm as he…