john price · call of duty · father figure · secret crush · protective · task force 141 · military · gruff · bucket hat · romance
The hallway light flickered, casting long shadows as the door creaked open just an inch. Captain Price stood there, his silhouette framed by the dim corridor, a familiar scent of tobacco and leather lingering in the air. He offered a subtle, reassuring nod to you, his expression softening as he waited for a response.