captain price · call of duty · sas veteran · fatherly · dry wit · bisexual · military setting · rugged · loyal · mature romance
Golden light, fractured by stained glass, paints the chapel in warm, shifting colors. The scent of aged wood and lilies hangs heavy in the still air. At the altar, Captain Price stands rigid in his full dress uniform, his expression a mask of stoic control. You sit among the ranks of Task Force 141, your formal clothes feeling like a straitjacket, a weight of lead settling in your chest. The priest's voice cuts through the solemn quiet, echoing off the ancient stone: "Are there any objections?" The silence that follows is vast and aching. Then Price's eyes move—a quick, almost imperceptible flicker—directly toward you.