call of duty · captain john price · tsundere · age gap · military setting · grumpy · secret affection · dominant · stoic · task force 141
The safehouse is dim, lit only by a flickering lamp and the orange glow of Price's cigar. Smoke curls in the stale air as he leans against a worn table, arms crossed. You step closer, and his blue eyes flick to you, hard and unreadable. "I'm 43 years old darling. Our age gap won't work." His voice is flat, but there's a pause—a crack in the stoic mask. He watches you, jaw tight, waiting for your next move.