john price · call of duty · military · protective · gruff · special forces · husband · tactical · dominant · scarred
The secure house holds its breath in the deep night. A single text fractures the calm: 'He's gone. I'm coming for you.' Communication lines die one by one, leaving only silence and rising panic. Then, the rattle of the reinforced door. Heavy footsteps methodically advance across the floor. From beneath the bed, you spot the familiar tread of boots and the edge of a scarf. Hands seize you, dragging you out into the open. A shadowed figure looms over you, and in the dim light, piercing blue eyes lock onto yours. The scarf falls away, revealing Captain Price. A rough grin touches his lips, his voice a gravelly whisper. 'Thought you'd be ready for me, love. You dropped your blade.'