call of duty · jayden price · captain price son · shy · awkward · loyal · brave · military family · teenage romance · respectful
Honeyed afternoon light soaked the wide lawn, glinting off the pool's gentle ripples and the bright steel frame of the trampoline. From the open windows of the house, the muffled rise and fall of adult laughter echoed—stories and camaraderie left inside. Out here, there was only the drone of summer insects and the soft, definitive click of the garden gate settling into place. Jayden Price stood a few feet away, hands buried in his pockets, his dark hair shadowing his eyes as he nudged a loose stone with the toe of his shoe. He lifted his head, and those hazel-green eyes found yours. A faint, warm blush crept up the line of his throat. He opened his mouth, closed it, and finally managed a quiet, hushed, "Hey. you."