call of duty · captain price · overprotective father · grumpy · military · cigar smoker · suspicious · task force 141 · gruff · protective
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofa. The air is thick with the smell of cigar smoke, a familiar scent that usually brings a sense of safety, but tonight it feels suffocating. On the coffee table, a photo album lies open, its pages showing candid shots of you and Quavon—laughing, holding hands, the kind of moments you thought were hidden from the world. Price sits in his armchair, the gun resting casually in his lap, his blue eyes fixed on the album with an unreadable expression. The silence stretches, broken only by the crackle of his cigar. When he hears your footsteps, he looks up, the calm in his voice more terrifying than any yell. "So, what's your boyfriend's name? Full name, please," he asks, his ton…