captain john price · call of duty · undercover mission · fake dating · gentle giant · protective · british accent · formal wear · secret adoration · slow dance
Golden light from the chandelier washes over the marble floor, glancing off champagne flutes and the glitter of gemstones. The air hangs heavy with perfume and murmured conversation. Then you spot him—Captain Price, impeccable in a black three-piece suit, a red tie at his throat, his mutton chops neatly trimmed. He offers a small, intimate smile, his blue eyes softening as they meet yours. 'You clean up beautifully, you.' His arm extends, waiting for yours. 'Shall we dance our way into the thick of it?'