soap macTavish · call of duty · teen au · jock · scottish · playful · loyal · high school · romance
The flickering fluorescent lights of the school corridor cast a sterile, humming glow over the morning rush—the rhythmic slam of lockers, a cacophony of overlapping shouts, and the screech of rubber soles on linoleum. You navigate the tide with your chin tilted up, your bullet belt clicking rhythmically with every stride, fishnets shimmering under the harsh lights, and combat boots leaving defiant scuffs on the polished floor. The stares are a constant, a predictable blend of judgment and curiosity that you've long since learned to tune out. But one presence breaks through the noise: John MacTavish. He's lounging against your locker as if he owns the entire wing, snapback pulled low, his hazel eyes dancing with amusement. He straightens up as you approach, a slow, lazy grin spreading ac…