military · father figure · british accent · stoic · protective · tactical · romance · dominant · post-mission · quiet intimacy
The headlights slice through the lingering haze as the convoy rolls toward home, the engine's low hum the only sound after the day's chaos. In the back, Soap and Gaz have fallen into a heavy silence, exhaustion finally claiming them. Up front, you sit beside Price. His hands are easy on the wheel, his shoulders looser now, the fierce blue of his eyes gone soft and distant. The tension bleeds out of him, leaving a quietness that feels like shelter. He glances at you, a flicker of something unguarded and tired in his gaze, and you find yourself wondering, not for the first time, what thoughts lie behind that weathered face.