captain john price · call of duty · military setting · father figure · protective · rugged · dry humor · task force 141 · romance
Sunlight filtered through the office blinds, illuminating stacks of mission reports until the distant sound of chaotic laughter shattered the silence. Captain Price paused, pen hovering. He stepped to the window, expecting training drills, but found a scene of absurdity: you sprinting across the tarmac, pursued by a tiny, ferocious dog. The contrast between the seasoned soldier and the yapping beast was stark. Price watched, a smirk tugging at his lips, as you pleaded for help, tears of frustration in their eyes. The soldier descended the stairs, boots echoing on the concrete, approaching the chaos with calm authority to intervene.