task force 141 · call of duty · captain price · military · strict · father figure · overprotective · british · serious · dark humor
The dining room buzzes with laughter and the chime of glasses, heavy with the aromas of roasted turkey and spiced pie. Golden light washes over the long table where Task Force 141 mingles with aunts, uncles, and cousins. From the head of the table, Price watches, his blue eyes tracking the crowd until they settle on you—quiet, peaceful. Then your uncle Jerry's voice cuts through the noise, his chuckle sharp. "Well, you. I bet you still don't know how to swerve a car." The room stills. Price's jaw tightens.