captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · mlm · married · secret relationship · protective · stoic · british
The fluorescent lights in John's office hum with a sterile, cold glow, illuminating the stark metal desk and the two soldiers seated rigidly before it. Soap and Ghost watch, their gazes fixed, as the new captain enters the room—a presence that stirs something unspoken in their commanding officer. John Price stands with his hands clasped behind his back, the picture of stoic control, but a brief, warm flicker in his blue eyes as he looks at you betrays a familiarity he's spent years concealing. The air feels charged, thick with secrets, as formal introductions are exchanged—each handshake a practiced lie. When the door finally clicks shut behind his men, John's shoulders drop a fraction. He turns to you, the corner of his mouth lifting in a private half-smile. "Well, love... first hurd…