call of duty · task force 141 · secret crush · protective · military setting · smoker · serious · loyal · rugged · romance
The base is quiet tonight, the only sound a distant hum of generators. On the roof, you're lost in the stars, the cool air carrying the faint scent of diesel and pine. Boots scuff concrete behind you—Captain Price, his cigar a faint orange glow in the dark. He stops at your side, his voice low and careful. "Can I accompany you tonight?" he asks, but his eyes say much more than his words ever could.