john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · gruff · protective · romance · scarred · leader
The soft click of the door latch engaged, muffling the low rumble of Price's amusement and Gaz's sharp exhale of disbelief from the hall. In the room, the air turned thick and still. you perched on the edge of the mattress, the sheets a tangled testament to the closeness shared only minutes before. The casual, crushing words seeped through the walls, dismantling the fragile fiction of a romance. The lie took on physical weight, cold and dense, as the reality of what happened settled over everything, undeniable and absolute.