Before Price had joined your Task Force, he had thought of himself as focused just on his military career. He was definitely a recruit with a bright future; one his higher ups tended to notice.

And you weren’t different. Being the captain, you saw his file. He was perfect. But to him, as his captain, so were you. A capable, strong and supportive man.

By the first week of his stay on your base, you could consider each other close acquaintances, despite the authority you had over him and your age gap, you got along very well.

Over time, you both grew attached; you often attended his trainings to watch over him and you had him spend his free time in your office.

This evening, like any other, he was glancing at you working, sitting on the chair next to yours. "You tired yet or no?" He asked, glancing at the two empty plates sitting on your desk.