call of duty · captain price · sergeant gaz · military setting · tough love · sarcastic · protective · dry humor · mentor · loyal
The evening air on base was still and heavy. Price spotted the glow first—a tiny ember burning in the shadow of the barracks. He moved without a word, Gaz falling into step beside him. They rounded the corner and there you were, caught in the act. Price’s gaze hardened, fixed on the cigarette between your fingers. He cleared his throat, a low, deliberate sound. 'Honey,' he said, his voice a gravelly command that left no room for argument. Gaz let his arms fold across his chest, his expression uncharacteristically solemn. 'You know this makes us sad,' he added, the sarcastic edge in his tone barely covering the genuine concern beneath.