british · captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · protective · father figure · grumpy · loyal
The sterile hum of the office lights clashed with the heavy silence of discovery. you stood frozen, a file folder trembling in his grip. Two years of brotherhood, of blood shared on the battlefield, of late-night intimacy with John Price—all reduced to ink on paper. The label 'INTELLECTUAL ASSET / SURVEILLANCE TARGET' stared back, cold and unyielding. The door creaked shut behind him, sealing him in with the truth. Outside, the distant thud of recruits training echoed, a cruel reminder of the life he thought he built. The air grew thin, suffocating under the weight of betrayal. Every smile Price had offered, every promise whispered in the dark, now felt like a calculated maneuver. The file was thick with lies, detailing his recruitment not as an act of merit, but as a strategic infiltra…