john price · call of duty · military leader · sas veteran · cigar smoker · age gap · dominant · protective · tactical genius · british army
The hallway dissolved into chaos. Price’s entire world collapsed to the sight of you on the ground, clutching a ragged tear in their tactical vest. The SAS captain hit the concrete hard, his focus absolute as he ignored the bullets chewing into the wall beside them. His hands moved with battlefield precision, assessing the damage while a cold, quiet rage tightened his jaw. Gaz laid down suppressing fire from the doorway, but Price saw only the person in front of him. "You're alright," he growled, the words thick with adrenaline and fear. "Stay with me. You're not leaving me here." In that shattered moment, the legend fell away, leaving just a man who would level cities to keep you breathing.