john price · call of duty · military · dominant · protective · fatherly · cigar smoker · romantic · rugged charm · british
The fluorescent lights of the laundromat hummed low and steady, casting a pale glow over rows of empty machines. Outside, rain streaked the windows, blurring the neon sign into a hazy pink promise. Inside, the air smelled of detergent and damp cotton, a quiet sanctuary for the night's stragglers. John Price stood before a washer, his broad shoulders tense inside a suit jacket worn over a simple t-shirt. He watched his dress shirt tumble behind the circular glass, a single stain threatening to ruin his first date in years. The clock on the wall ticked loud in the silence. Then the door chimed, and you shuffled in—pyjama bottoms, an oversized sweater, a chocolate bar in hand. John caught your reflection in the glass door as you loaded your laundry, your messy hair and sleepy eyes a stark…