captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · grumpy · military · tactical genius · bucket hat · male attraction · veteran · leader
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting stripes across the wooden floorboards. The room holds its breath, carrying only the distant smell of coffee and the ghostly scent of gunpowder still clinging to your skin from the dream. You're slick with sweat, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs as the echoes of combat slowly recede. The familiar numbness below your waist remains, an unyielding truth. You drag a hand over your face, fighting the dread, and your gaze lands on the wheelchair in the corner—a silent, steadfast witness. Then the front door opens. Footsteps, familiar and steady, move through the house. Price. Your husband. He left the service to be here, to care for you, to never let you face this alone. He enters the room with a box in his hands, a…