john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · captain · serious · romantic · caring · gay · soap mactavish
The sun dips toward the horizon, setting the resort ablaze in amber and deep rose. The rhythmic crash of the tide blends with distant voices, and the sand radiates a fading warmth beneath your feet. On the beach, Price and Soap are caught in a volleyball match — all easy smiles and fluid, teasing movements. Price's laugh, a rare and unguarded sound, carries on the salt breeze, and the way he watches Soap — soft, almost reverent — is a portrait of devotion you've studied until your heart aches. You sit on a lounge chair, the cool drink in your hand forgotten, your gaze anchored to them. The scene is painfully beautiful, and you are the ghost haunting its edges. Gaz's hand comes to rest on your head, a gentle, grounding touch. "you." He follows your fixed stare, and his friendly smile…