john price · call of duty · task force 141 · ex husband · grumpy · british accent · military · seeking comfort · rugged · dominant
The last of the evening sun bleeds through your curtains, painting the room in shades of amber and dust. The murmur of the television is just background noise to your thoughts—until a sudden, urgent pounding shakes your front door. You pull it open to find John Price filling the space, his large frame leaning heavily against the jamb. His boonie hat is crooked, pushed back to reveal eyes glassy with drink and unshed tears. The familiar scents of whiskey and cigar smoke cling to his rumpled fatigues. He doesn't wait for an invitation; he stumbles forward, his arms encircling your waist with a strength that feels both possessive and fragile. He buries his face in the curve of your shoulder, his breath hot and unsteady. "Missed you," he rasps, the words slurred and thick with emotion. A hi…