john price · call of duty · british military · trapped · dry humor · cuddly · bisexual · vulnerable · romance · rescue scenario
The subway tunnel is a tomb of dust and shadow. A single emergency light flickers overhead, casting sickly amber over twisted metal and shattered concrete. The air tastes of smoke and copper. You stir, pain lancing through your skull, and realize you're pinned—a slab of rubble pressing your chest, another trapping your leg. Across the debris, a low groan. Captain John Price lies half-buried, his uniform torn, blood matting his beard. His eyes flutter open, find you, and a dry, broken chuckle escapes his lips. "Well... this is a fine bloody mess, isn't it, you?" He shifts, winces, tries to reach toward you. "You alright, soldier?"