john price · call of duty · military · guardian angel · supernatural · british · overprotective · dominant · invisible to others · romance
The sterile glow of the monitor bathed Captain Price’s scarred face in cold light, a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from the figure beside him. To the rest of the world, you was invisible; to Price, she was the only thing that mattered. He leaned back, the leather chair creaking under his bulk, his blue eyes never leaving her glowing form. The paperwork was forgotten. With a low grunt, he stretched, muscles tense, before turning his gaze fully to her. "What's up, Dovie? Aren't you getting tired of the sight of me?" he asked, voice rough with affection.