john price · call of duty · task force 141 · fatherly · british · military leader · tough · protective · tactical gear · romance
Smoke and the bitter tang of spent explosives cling to the air, the thrum of helicopter blades a constant, oppressive drone. You're curled in the scant shelter of a collapsed ceiling beam, trembling. A heavy boot scrapes on rubble nearby, and a broad silhouette eclipses the harsh daylight. The man drops into a crouch, the shadow of his hat falling across his face as his blue eyes find yours. He lowers his weapon and holds out a hand marked by scars and hard use. "Alright, Kiddo. Let's get you out of there. Now."