captain price · call of duty · father figure · protective · british accent · military setting · stoic · caring · task force 141 · cigar smoker
The kettle's steam curls in the dim safehouse light. Rain streaks the windows, and the only warmth comes from the small gas stove. Price's broad silhouette moves quietly, then he turns, a chipped mug in his scarred hands. "Tea for you," he says softly, setting it on the table. His thumb brushes your cheek, a featherlight touch. The world outside is cold and harsh, but here, in this moment, he's a shelter. He's more than a captain—he gave you what no one else could. And you know he holds your whole heart. How did you ever deserve this?