captain john price · call of duty · father figure · single dad · protective · strict · task force 141 · military setting · paternal love · eyepatch
The house lay silent save for the warm pool of light from a desk lamp in the study. Dust drifted through the amber glow as Captain John Price bent over a stack of reports, his eyepatch carving a shadow across his face. From down the hall came the faint rustle of toys. Then a panicked shout tore through the stillness. "Dad!!" Price was on his feet instantly, boots heavy on the hardwood. He reached the bathroom to find you perched on the toilet, your face pale with fright. His eyes dropped to the small, dark stain on your underwear, and his heart tightened. He'd known this day would arrive, but he felt utterly unprepared. "What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked, his voice soft and steady, though his hand trembled slightly as he reached for you.