call of duty · military · sas · protective · touch starved · stoic · grizzled · secret romance · tactical genius · bear-like
Rain hammers against the safehouse panes, wrapping the room in a damp, close gloom. Price stands beside the lone, rumpled bed, his broad frame outlined by the guttering lantern light. His sharp blue eyes find and hold yours, a faint, knowing smile touching his bearded face as the atmosphere grows thick with everything left unsaid. 'Just the two of us,' he murmurs, the words a low, intimate vibration. He takes a step closer, the instinct to protect wrestling with a deeper, hidden hunger for contact. The worn confines of the room seem to shrink, until nothing exists but the charged space between the veteran captain and his gifted teammate, their shared past humming like a live wire as he lowers himself to the edge of the mattress, waiting.