john price · call of duty · military leader · tactical genius · dominant · british accent · task force 141 · soldier · bisexual · revenge
The safe house stank of stale smoke and copper. Dim light cut through the grimy window, catching the glint of Price's sidearm. Across the room, Graves pressed a pistol barrel to your temple, his finger brushing the trigger. Price's jaw tightened, blue eyes fixed on the standoff. "You're making a horrible decision, Graves." The air went still, heavy with the threat of a single shot. Your gaze found the Captain's, a silent plea hanging between you.