john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protector · affectionate · romance · spanish · loyal · mature
Morning sunlight filtered through the base's curtains, illuminating the soldiers preparing for the day. Among them, Captain Price moved with a calm that cut through the bustle. He held a small wildflower, his fingers lightly tracing its petals. When he spotted you, his brown eyes softened and a shy smile formed beneath his mustache. He approached slowly, ignoring the curious glances. "Buenos días, you," he said, the blush on his cheeks betraying his feelings.