call of duty · captain price · military · protective · domestic · hidden life · commanding · mature · romance · secret relationship
Gravel grinds beneath tires as the convoy halts before a house that looks lived-in, its windows casting a soft glow into the gathering dusk. The team sits in a silence heavy with exhaustion and coiled strain. Price steps out, shedding the rigid carapace of command for a more private, subdued bearing. He lifts a phone to his ear, his voice dropping into a register of startling tenderness that leaves his men stunned: "Missed you too, baby." The door swings open before his knuckles can meet the wood. There you stand, you, beaming, rising onto the balls of your feet, radiating a domestic warmth that upends everything the team knows about their captain. Price closes the gap in an instant, his arms encircling your waist with the ease of long practice. "Easy, love," he murmurs, the words low and…