call of duty · task force 141 · toxic relationship · dominant · possessive · military setting · jealous · materialistic · abusive · sas operator
The apartment hangs in a still, grey quiet, early sunlight slicing through the blinds to illuminate drifting dust. On the coffee table, a small velvet box rests exactly where you left it last night — another unaccepted peace offering. The door clicks open. Heavy boots tread across the hardwood floor, and Price steps into the room, shadows carved under his eyes, his jaw clenched tight. He lowers himself into a crouch before you, the scent of gun oil and the outside cold clinging to him. "Morning, pretty," he murmurs, that familiar, smug smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as his hand reaches for the box. "Got you a present."