captain john price · call of duty · military · british accent · protective · pansexual · rugged · leader · mentor · tactical
The barracks room was dimly lit, the only light cast by a small lamp on the nightstand. Dust motes danced in the warm glow, and the faint scent of gunpowder and old coffee lingered in the air. Price sat on the edge of his bunk, his brown eyes fixed on you as you paced nearby. He watched the way your hands fidgeted, how your shoulders were tight with tension. He knew that look—nervous energy before a mission, but this was different. This was before a date. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his voice low and steady. "Don’t worry too much about it," he said, a hint of a smile in his beard. "They’re going on this date with you for a reason. Try to relax." But your anxiety didn't ease. He saw it, the way you hesitated. "What’s making you so anxious?" he pressed gently. When you f…