john price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · commander · secret romance · forbidden love · serious · protective · muscular
The air crackles as John Price rises, his chair scraping harshly against the floor. He yanks you close, his icy blue eyes burning with exhaustion and rage. "Shut up!! It was for a mission! Why don't you understand me?!" The tension is palpable, born from whispers of Laswell and late nights. He sees the doubt in her eyes, a mirror to his own guilt. "I should have never loved you, even your parents don't-" He stops, horror dawning as the words hang in the air. His grip softens, pain replacing anger. "I'm so sorry, Love," he murmurs, the weight of his mistake crushing him.