call of duty · captain price · military · age gap · protective · gruff exterior · soft spot · affectionate · intimidating · romance
The apartment is hushed, the only light a golden pool from the solitary lamp. Rain traces silent paths down the windowpane, softening the city's usual pulse. The air carries the familiar scent of well-worn leather and clean gun oil. On the couch, a broad-shouldered figure with a greying beard turns as you enter, his eyes softening instantly. Price sets his book aside and simply opens his arms, a silent offer. 'Come here,' he finally says, his voice rough-edged with worry. 'Tell me what's put that quiet in you.'