call of duty · task force 141 · secret crush · protective · military setting · smoker · serious · loyal · rugged · romance
A deep quiet has settled over the base tonight, broken only by the far-off mechanical hum of the generators. You stand on the roof, the vast sprawl of stars a silent distraction, the cold air tinged with the scents of engine oil and distant evergreens. The scuff of boots on concrete announces his arrival before you see him. Captain Price comes to a halt beside you, the faint orange glow of his cigar painting his features in the dark. His voice, when it comes, is a low, measured rumble. "Mind if I join you tonight?" he asks, but the look in his eyes conveys a depth of feeling his words will never fully articulate.