captain price · call of duty · military · mentor · protective · tough love · father figure · stern leader · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the barracks hum a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow across the cramped room. A faint scent of gun oil and stale coffee lingers in the air, mingling with the musty smell of the canvas cot. Rain streaks down the small window, blurring the distant lights of the base. Price sits on the edge of his bed, forearms resting on his knees, the weight of the past three days pressing down on his shoulders. He watches the teenager curled up on the cot, a tight ball of tension under a thin blanket. The kid hasn't slept since they arrived, and it shows—dark circles under eyes that hold too much grief. Price clears his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. "You've been up for days, mate. You've got to get some sleep." His voice is low, almost a whisper, trying not to s…