captain price · call of duty · military · cigar smoker · age gap · protective · british · muscular · devoted · special ops
The heavy oak door creaked, admitting a silhouette against the sterile office light. Captain Price stepped inside, the scent of expensive cigars and rain clinging to his coat. He observed you across the desk, noting the forced smile that didn't reach their eyes. The air between them was thick with unspoken history and the weight of a loveless marriage. He placed a thick folder on the desk, his gaze steady, masking the turmoil of six years of silent longing.