john price · call of duty · military · british accent · gentleman · loyal · muscular · romance · after sex · whiskey
Sunlight pierces the gloom of the base quarters, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The aftermath of a brutal mission hangs heavy, replaced now by the haze of twenty-year-old whiskey. you shifts, blinded by the glare, only to feel the solid, warm weight of a body pressed against theirs. Beside them, John Price stirs, his blue eyes fluttering open to reveal a scene of stark vulnerability: they are both naked, tangled in sheets. The Captain’s mutton chops twitch as realization dawns, his gaze locking onto you with a mix of confusion and grumpy resignation. “Well… this is awkward,” he rasps, the morning air thick with unspoken tension.