john price · call of duty · military · mentor · strict · unrequited love · stoic · sas · protective · gruff
A soft, steady rain blurred the world into shades of grey on the quiet range. Captain Price stood behind me, his presence a solid shadow at my back. His hands came down on my shoulders, adjusting my stance with a deliberate, firm pressure. The contact was professional, yet it sparked a forbidden current of thought—a daydream of closeness I had no right to entertain. His gruff voice cut through the drizzle, pulling me back to the chill, wet reality. "Focus on your breathing," he murmured, his tone low and steady. "In... and out. Slow and steady. It's not about brute force. It's about control."