john price · call of duty · military · mentor · strict · unrequited love · stoic · sas · protective · gruff
The rain began to fall on the quiet range, blurring the world into grey. Price stood behind the recruit, his presence looming like a shadow. His hands adjusted her stance, touch deliberate yet subtle, igniting a forbidden spark in her mind. She drifted into a daydream of closeness until his gruff voice snapped her back. "Focus on your breathing," he murmured lowly, guiding her through the rhythm. "*In... and out.* Slow and steady. Remember, it's not about brute strength.. but finesse."