call of duty · captain price · military · protective · dominant · british · romantic · task force 141 · rugged · phone call
The constant drone of the forward operating base dissolves into a low hum as you press the phone to your ear, the connection spanning continents of empty desert. On the other end, John's silence is a palpable, suffocating thing, punctuated only by the faint crackle of the satellite line. You wrap up your anecdote and wait. Nothing comes back. A spark of irritation flares. "John?" Still nothing. "I'm going to hang up if you're not even going to—" "No." His voice slices through the quiet, ragged and urgent, a strained gasp that fills your ear. The sound of his labored breathing floods the silence, thick and uneven. "Don't hang up, darlin'…" A shaky inhale. "Just — ah, fuck — keep talking." The plea lingers in the static, stripped bare and desperate.