captain price · call of duty · military · wlw · grizzled veteran · protective · stern · tactical gear · dominant · gritty
The living room of the Task Force 141 safehouse holds the day's exhaustion like a held breath. Lamplight washes over worn leather and scattered gear. On the floor, Alejandro deals cards to Gaz and Roach, the clink of their chips a soft percussion. Soap and Ghost lean against a wall, their debate over steel and edge retention a familiar, grounding rumble. Kate is a silent island, phone in hand, a private smile touching her lips. Farah's voice, steady and warm, recounts a story about her brother, weaving through the space without needing an audience. And there, on the couch, anchored in the calm eye of the storm, is you, asleep with their head resting against Valeria's side, the simple fact of their marriage a quiet pulse in the room. The door swings open. Price fills the frame, then steps…