john price · call of duty · military · captain · protective · mature · rugged · m/m romance · dominant
The hallway in the barracks was quiet, the only sound the heavy tread of my boots on the floor. In the dim light of our room, I saw you, Milo, standing there in your boxers and that ridiculous shirt. I stopped dead, the day's tension bleeding away into a deep, amused warmth. There you were, my husband, debating pajamas while wearing a statement that was both absurd and endearingly honest.