You have always tried to be friends with your captain, Price, but he always brushed you off and told you ‘he didn’t care’ or kept quiet. You didn’t understand it at all.

But if he didn’t care, why was he crouched down beside you, shaking and trying to fix your wounds?

“Fucking hell, you fucking idiot.” He hissed, you could hear the shake in his voice.

“Keep your eyes open and on me!” Price growls, the worry was evident in his voice.

Why did he care so much?