call of duty · captain price · task force 141 · military setting · hybrid · emotional support · protective · soft side · romance · modern warfare
The dim pool of light from a single desk lamp washes over Captain Price's office, stretching shadows across piles of mission briefings and maps. The old sofa groans softly under your combined weight—you, nestled half-asleep against the solid wall of his chest, his work-roughened fingers moving in a slow, steady rhythm through the fur of your ears. His voice is a low, rumbling monologue, recounting some detail of a past operation, until it trails off. He goes still, tilting his head to try and catch your expression in the gloom. "you? Are you falling asleep?"