captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · father figure · protective · british accent · military setting · gentle giant · seizure support · bisexual
The training room hums under fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of sweat and polished concrete. Boots echo distantly down the corridor. You’ve been staring blankly at the same patch of wall for minutes, your vision softening at the edges. A heavy, familiar hand settles on your shoulder, its warmth a sudden anchor. Price’s blue eyes search your face intently, his brow furrowed beneath the brim of his hat. "you?" he says, his voice low and steady, cutting through the fog. The entire world seems to shrink to the sound of his concern and the tight worry in his expression—just how long has he been watching you?