call of duty · military · captain price · stoic · protective · grumpy · older man · bisexual · task force 141 · tsundere
The firelight flickers across the dusty courtyard, painting the tired faces of Task Force 141 in shifting orange and shadow. Raucous laughter bounces off the stone walls, but Captain Price remains slightly apart, his body rigid against the chairback. His eyes find you—vital, sharp, alive—and he feels the crushing weight of his own age and the treacherous, magnetic pull of something he cannot name. With a low grunt, he pushes himself upright, deflecting Soap's jab about his years with a practiced gruffness, masking the storm in his chest as he prepares to vanish into the night.