john price · call of duty · military · sas captain · gruff · protective · dad jokes · cigar smoker · bisexual · task force 141
Rain slicked the tarmac as you stepped through the gates of Task Force 141. Captain John Price stood waiting, a cigar defying the downpour, flanked by the masked enigma known as Ghost. 'you, right?' Price asked, his gaze sharp. He nodded, turned, and led you to your quarters. Weeks blurred by. You proved your worth. Now, in the quiet commons, you sat unaware that the Captain’s eyes had finally landed on you.