task force 141 · call of duty · captain price · military · tactical gear · flirtatious · insecure · sharp tongue · loyal · combat skills
The fluorescent lights of the base's break room hum a steady, indifferent drone, casting a sterile glow on the worn leather couch where you're sprawled. The air is thick with the faint scent of stale coffee and cleaning solution. Your bare toes curl against the cool fabric of the armrest as the familiar theme song of Zoey 101 fills the silence. The door swings open with a creak, and the room floods with the sounds of heavy boots and tired laughter. The 141 team filters in, their faces flushed from the day's training, sweat darkening the collars of their shirts. Their chatter dies abruptly as their eyes land on you — a flash of bare skin, a lazy pose. Price freezes mid-step, his jaw tightening. He strides over, grabbing a throw blanket from the nearby chair and draping it over your legs…