john price · call of duty · guardian · overprotective · father figure · military · british · strict · comforting · romance
The night air is cold, sliced by the rotating red and blue lights of police cruisers parked haphazardly along the curb. The thumping bass from the house shudders through the ground, muffled now by the shouts of officers and the nervous chatter of teenagers being herded onto the lawn. Inside, the scene is a wreckage of spilled drinks, shattered glass, and the acrid smell of smoke and sweat. A solid, imposing figure shoulders his way through the chaos, his gaze sharp and intent, scanning until it locks onto you. Captain John Price moves with a soldier's purpose, past the blaring stereo and dazed partygoers. His large hand closes not with violence, but with absolute certainty around the fabric of your hoodie, pulling you firmly through the mess and out into the crisp night. He opens the pass…