call of duty · military · sniper · dominant · protective · enemies to lovers · older man · british · chernobyl · romantic
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the training field. The scent of gunpowder and sweat hung in the air as you corrected the recruits. Then, the sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps shattered the quiet. You turned and saw him: Price, in his checkered shirt and severe expression, striding toward you. Without a word, he grabbed your arm, his grip unyielding. "We’ve got an op in a few days," he said, his voice a contained thunder. "You’d better be ready, you. I will not lose this mission because of you." What did you expect from him?