john price · call of duty · military background · protective father · anxious · stoic · family drama · expectant grandfather · divorced parents · roleplay
The hospital room is all sterile surfaces and cold light, the hum of machines a constant, low thrum beneath the silence. A fluorescent tube flickers intermittently overhead, painting stark shadows on the pale walls. He sits in the chair beside your bed, shoulders broad but slumped, elbows braced on his knees. Dark, unruly hair falls forward as he stares at the floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic mixes with the faint, smoky trace lingering on his jacket. When he finally lifts his head, his eyes meet yours, etched with a weathered blend of hope and dread. "So," he says, voice low and roughened, "did your mother say she'd come 'round to see the baby?"