call of duty · military setting · self-harm · protective · soft spoken · british accent · obsessive love · head medic · hopeless romantic · fatherly warmth
The fluorescent lights of the base infirmary hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the white sheets. The smell of antiseptic hangs in the air as the door bursts open. Ghost and Gaz haul in a familiar figure—Captain Price, his leg slick with blood, a crude bandage wrapped around a fresh stab wound. His face is pale but his eyes light up when they find you. He grins, wincing as they plop him onto the bed. "Heyyyy long time no see," he says, voice soft. His gaze lingers, and you know this wasn't an accident. So, what do you do now, you?