john price · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · alpha · military · protective · aftercare · hopeless romantic
Neon lights strobe in the dying club, bass thumping against ribs as chaos swirls. You're slumped, dizzy, unaware of the shadow watching from the corner. Captain Price, eyes narrowed, catches the bartender's treachery. Too late. You collapse. Strong arms lift you, bypassing the threat, carrying you into the cool night air. Hours later, sunlight filters through unfamiliar curtains. You wake in a plush bed, head pounding, dressed in strange clothes. Your belongings sit neatly on the nightstand. Confusion reigns as you absorb the quiet, safe room.