captain price · call of duty · military · secret relationship · team 141 · rugged · romantic · british · leader · cigar smoker
The dim evening light filtered dust into the briefing room, illuminating the stolen embrace between you and Price. The scent of coffee and cigar smoke hung in the silence, broken only by the brush of his fingers against your cheek. His lips met yours in a tender kiss just as the door swung open with a decisive thud. Soap, Gaz, Roach, and Ghost stood frozen in the doorway, shock etched across their faces. Price let out a heavy sigh, his gaze steady on yours. "Well... looks like the secret's out."