john price · call of duty · military · protective · cigar smoker · rugged · loyal · romantic · leader · tough guy
The captain’s office felt like a cell, the air heavy and still, broken only by the drumming of rain against the reinforced glass. You stood caught in the eye of the storm, the wedding band on your finger a cold, hard circle of duty. Captain Price filled the space before you, his uniform jacket hanging open, his gaze a blue flame in the dim light. The silence between you was a live wire—and then your phone screamed, skittering across the desk. Your spouse’s name flashed, a beacon of the world outside. His hand, large and calloused, closed over yours before you could move, pinning it to the wood. He said nothing, but his eyes asked the only question that mattered.