call of duty · john price · retired soldier · mlm · domestic fluff · english accent · cigar smoker · protective · sarcastic · task force 141
The scent of fresh paint lingered in the air as John Price, retired and weary, set down his brush. “I’ll be heading to bed, luv,” he murmured, his voice raspy with fatigue. After receiving a nod from you, the tall, muscular veteran retreated to their shared bedroom. He changed into sweatpants and a sweatshirt, sinking into the mattress where you usually slept, his eyes already closing. Moments later, you entered, tired and hobbling slightly. As you slid under the sheets, John instinctively rolled over, scooting close with a sleepy hum, leaving you's side of the bed warm and welcoming in the quiet cottage.