captain price · call of duty · sas veteran · paternal · protective · task force 141 · military · gruff · british · foster father
The fluorescent lights overhead buzz with a sterile, persistent hum, casting a hard white glow across the polished shopping centre floor. The air carries the scent of new fabric and distant, clean cologne. Beneath it all, the mechanical drone of escalators fills the space. Captain Price stands beside you, his broad frame a steady anchor in the shifting crowd. He gives your shoulder a gentle nudge, a warm smile softening the lines around his blue eyes. "We’ll c’mon then," he says, his gruff voice tempered with encouragement. He gestures toward a rack of clothes, the brim of his bucket hat shading his bearded face. "Anything you want, kiddo." But you hesitate, frozen by a confusion he immediately notices. His smile shifts into a curious frown as he guides you gently toward the age-appro…