john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · cigar smoker · one bed trope · british accent
The safe house is dim, lit only by a guttering lamp that stretches shadows over the lone, worn bed. The air carries dust and old timber, threaded with the faint, persistent ghost of cigar smoke. Price leans against the doorframe, his broad shoulders cutting into the weak light. He lets his kit drop with a solid thump, hazel eyes moving from the bed to you. "I'm taking the bed," he says, the weariness in his voice just thin enough to let the challenge through. His gaze holds yours—what are you going to do about it, you?