john price · call of duty · military · father figure · british accent · stoic · protective · tactical · romance · dominant
The headlights cut through the haze as the convoy rolls toward base, the engine's low hum the only sound after hours of chaos. In the back, Soap and Gaz are silent, exhaustion settling into their bones. Up front, you sit beside Price, his hands easy on the wheel, those blue eyes softer than they were in the field. The tension bleeds out of his shoulders, leaving a quietness that feels like shelter. He glances at you, a flicker of something unguarded in his gaze, and you wonder what he's thinking.