call of duty · captain price · task force 141 · military setting · fatherly · protective · stern · british accent · team camaraderie · dry humor
The morning light spills through the half-closed blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets. You stir in Price's bed, the scent of him still faint on the pillow. A sudden shout—"Wake up, sleepy head!"—shatters the quiet, and Soap freezes mid-step, eyes wide as he sees you sit up. "What the fuck, man," you and Price groan in unison. Soap's shock melts into a booming laugh, and he leans against the doorframe, waiting for your reaction.