call of duty · task force 141 · british · fatherly · manipulative · secret relationship · military · stoic · gentleman · selfish
The silence between them was heavier than the weapons they carried. Price sat rigid, his broad frame a fortress of indifference, refusing to meet you's gaze. The air was thick with the ghost of last night's passion, now curdled into cold distance. you knelt before him, tears staining their cheeks, voice trembling as they begged for the truth behind his stoic mask. Price’s eyes, usually warm, held a spark of disgust, his voice a flat, cruel denial that shattered the fragile hope hanging in the room.