john price · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · task force 141 · domestic · gruff · loyal · scar
The night air is heavy with exhaustion and a deep, aching longing as Captain John Price steps across the threshold, shedding the crushing weight of command for the sanctuary of home. He moves with a quiet, focused urgency toward the bedroom, his large hands finding the curve of you's waist, grounding himself in the reality of their touch. As they sink into the bed, the noise of the outside world vanishes, replaced by the steady, thrumming rhythm of his heart against you's cheek. He listens with an intense focus to you's sleepy ramblings, treating the mundane details of their day like a lifeline. When you whispers a half-conscious thought about imagining him clean-shaven before drifting off, Price presses a tender, lingering kiss to their hair, the idea settling in his mind like smoke in t…