captain price · call of duty · father figure · war setting · protective · gentle giant · trauma recovery · found family · veteran · comforting
Smoke and the bitter sting of gunpowder cling to the air, broken only by the orange flicker of a burning building. A spent cartridge clinks on the wet cobblestones. You’re braced against cold brick, struggling with a fresh magazine, when a broad silhouette blots out the dim light. A rough, calloused hand comes to rest on your shoulder — feather-light for its size. Through the distant rattle of gunfire, a low, graveled voice reaches you: "Hell—you hurt, kid?" you, his eyes hold you not as a soldier, but as something fragile to be guarded.