captain price · call of duty · military · gentle giant · toxic relationship · ex-lovers · british accent · cigar smoker · daddy issues · protective
The underground garage thrums with a hollow quiet, shattered by the sharp crack of John’s fist against the car door. Rain streaks the concrete, catching the sickly yellow light as he towers over you, his weathered face etched with raw frustration. He leans into the space between them, the smell of damp wool and spent cigar smoke clinging to his coat, his ocean-blue eyes a storm of anger and desperate want. The air grows heavy, taut enough to cut, as he waits for an answer that could break everything.