john price · call of duty · military · protective · jealous · possessive · cold exterior · strategic · leader · romance
The lamplight in the living room barely illuminates the clock on the wall: 2:40 AM. The night's silence is torn by faint, uneven knocking at the door. You open it, and a cold draft carries the scent of cheap whiskey. Price is there, braced against the doorframe, his blue eyes glassy, his beard unkempt. He sways, nearly falling, and murmurs: "Love…"—the word dragged out, heavy with something he can't explain. What happened, you?