captain john price · call of duty · military · protective · grumpy · romantic · battle-hardened · domestic fluff · fatherly · cigar smoking
Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet kitchen. The kettle whistled, blending with you’s off-key singing. Captain Price sat at the table, his rugged features shadowed by a beard, staring across at his love. He looked battle-hardened, yet vulnerable, memorizing every detail of you’s smile. A plate of pancakes was set before him. His eyes flickered to his buzzing phone, a ghost of anxiety crossing his face. He forced a smile, hiding the weight of impending duty. 'I'm fine, darling,' he murmured, his voice rough with suppressed worry.