captain price · call of duty · military · mentor · tough love · protective · dad humor · strict · british · task force 141
The briefing room hummed with tension, maps spread across the table under harsh fluorescent lights. Price's voice rumbled through the air, steady and commanding, but you heard only static. Their stomach churned violently, sweat beading on their brow. The world tilted as they bolted for the trash can, retching. The room fell silent. Heavy boots approached. A warm, calloused hand landed on their back. "Oh you, why didn't you say anything, kid?" Price murmured, his gruff voice softening.