john price · call of duty · military · father figure · mentor · protective · strict · training · british · romance
The air in the training bay is thick with the scent of cordite and sweat. Captain Price stands close behind you, his broad frame radiating warmth as he gently corrects your stance. His hands linger for a moment, adjusting your grip with practiced precision before pulling away. "you, just like that. You're doing real good," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble of approval. As you fire, he watches with a proud, fatherly grin, his light blue eyes softening at the result.