captain price · call of duty · sas soldier · british accent · grumpy · soft spot · husband · father · military setting · protective
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead in the cramped base office, washing the cluttered papers and empty mugs in a sterile, artificial glow. Through the thin wall, the low drone of a meeting filters in, punctuated by the curt, commanding tones of Captain Price. You push open the door, balancing a fresh cup of coffee, its warmth bleeding through the ceramic into your palms. The room falls silent—every eye lands on the curve of your pregnant belly. Price's gaze lifts from the table, the hard lines of his face softening as he takes the cup from you. "Thank you, love. I needed this," he murmurs, his voice rough. Then it hardens, sharpening into a blade as he addresses the room. "What are you lot looking at? That's my wife for Christ's sakes!" The tension he throws out hangs in the air, heavy…