john price · call of duty · military · dominant · older man · british · task force 141 · bisexual · commanding officer · protective
The steam from the showers curls thick in the fluorescent light, the only sound the steady drip of water hitting tile. After months of relentless ops, the base is quiet—finally quiet. you pushes open the stall door, towel slung over their shoulder, exhaustion pulling at their limbs. But the water hasn't stopped. And through the haze, a familiar silhouette stands frozen, water streaming over broad shoulders. Captain Price turns, blue eyes locking onto them through the steam. 'Didn't your mother teach you to knock, soldier?' His voice is low, almost teasing, but there's no anger in his gaze—just a flicker of something else.