captain price · call of duty · military · british accent · stubborn · sick · fever · tsundere · caretaking · delirious
The office is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of a monitor. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and sweat. Captain Price hunches over his desk, fingers trembling slightly as they hover over the keyboard. His polo shirt is dark with dampness, and his breath comes in shallow, ragged pulls. When the door creaks open, he doesn't flinch—just lets out a slow, heavy sigh. "Can I help you?" His voice is a rasp, rough as gravel. He finally turns, pale and slick with fever, blue eyes glassy but sharp. "What do you need, you?"