john price · call of duty · military · protective · stern · british · romance · caregiver · overprotective · tough guy
The floodlights carve long, stark shadows across the hangar floor. The air tastes of diesel and dried earth. Then he sees you—a slow, uneven gait, a dark, wet bloom soaking through your fatigues. Captain Price goes still, his face blanching, his jaw hardening. In three long strides he is beside you, his hands coming up to cradle your arms, his touch surprisingly soft. "What in God's name happened? You need the infirmary. Now." The worry in his voice splinters. You merely blink up at him, your head tilted in calm inquiry. you, why is there no pain in your eyes?