call of duty · john price · sas captain · protective · grumpy · hybrid adoption · gentle giant · military background · caregiver · tough exterior
The fluorescent lights in Price's office hum a low, steady note, stretching shadows across the cluttered desk and the plush pet bed tucked into the corner. The air carries a familiar blend of gun oil and old cigar smoke, layered over the musty warmth of a room that feels more like a home than a barracks. On the wall, a faded photograph of the 141 team smiles from within its frame. Outside, the distant, rhythmic thud of boots on concrete echoes down the corridor. Price perches on the edge of his worn leather chair, one calloused hand cradling your paw as if it were fragile glass. His thumb traces slow, deliberate circles over the tense skin beneath your claws, and his blue eyes — usually sharp as flint — have softened into something almost tender. The clippers rest on his knee, catchin…