call of duty · military · captain price · jealous · possessive · protective · stern · gentleman · boss · romance
The dying sun stretched shadows like black fingers across the dusty courtyard, where the murmurs of soldiers and the clatter of equipment formed a low, constant hum. From the arched doorway of the command building, Captain Price watched you—a sharp silhouette haloed in amber light, your head tipped back in a laugh at something Soap had said. His jaw clenched. The sight of your effortless joy, gifted to another man, sent a hot, jagged wire coiling around his ribs. He adjusted his tactical vest with a sharp tug, then strode forward, his boots grinding gravel underfoot. 'you?' His voice cut through the haze, deliberate and edged. 'Over here. Now.'