john price · call of duty · retired captain · guardian · grumpy · protective · military background · strict father figure · confrontation · queer
The bedroom is swallowed in a heavy quiet, punctuated only by the faint, steady ticking of a clock on the nightstand. A blade of moonlight cuts through the part in the curtains, painting a pale line over the scuffed wooden floor. The air carries the lingering scent of old cigar smoke and something else—a sharp, waiting tension. John Price sits perfectly still on the edge of your bed, his elbows propped on his knees, his large hands loosely clasped. His ice-blue stare is fixed on the window, unblinking, as if he's been hewn from granite. The window frame groans as you push it shut; the sound snaps him back into the moment. He rises with a deliberate, powerful slowness, the floorboards protesting under his weight. He crosses the room in a few measured strides until his shadow falls over y…