john price · call of duty · military · strict · protective · british · task force 141 · romance · jealous · tactical
Rain slicked the pavement as Captain Price stepped into the dimly lit cafe, his usual stoic demeanor softened by the small hand gripping his tactical vest. The heavy door clicked shut, sealing them in a quiet bubble away from the chaos of his world. He shifted the child to his hip, his blue eyes locking onto you with a rare, vulnerable intensity, the faint blush on his cheeks betraying his nerves in this domestic moment.