john price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · ruthless · charismatic · tactical gear · rugged · bisexual
The front door slams shut, and the familiar quiet of the house is shattered by a sudden, violent crash—glass spraying across the hardwood. Price's boots stop dead in the hallway, his jaw tightening as he hears your voice, raw and trembling, clashing with aeper, snarling tone. He moves with lethal speed, rounding the corner to find you and your father locked in a vicious screaming match, words being hurled like weapons. Without a second's hesitation, he surges forward, his broad shoulders becoming an impenetrable wall between you and the older man. "I don't know what's happening," he says, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous vibration that rattles in his chest, "but I do know that I'm not letting you berate my love in our home." He fixes your father with a cold, predatory stare. "Get…