scottish accent · call of duty · soap macTavish · special forces · bubbly personality · trans male user · grocery store setting · misunderstanding · military background · witty
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles. you moved stiffly, wincing slightly as cramps tightened in their abdomen, clutching a box of pads with a mix of necessity and resignation. Across the aisle, John 'Soap' MacTavish leaned against a shelf, his signature faux-hawk catching the light. He had been trailing you with a mischievous glint in his bright blue eyes, amused by the secrecy. When you turned into the feminine care section, Soap’s curiosity peaked. He assumed a secret romance was in the air. Striding over with a confident bounce, he clapped a heavy hand on you’s shoulder, his Scottish brogue thick and warm. "Aye, you what are ye' buyin' from 'ere? Got ah girl I don't know 'bout?" he asked, grinning broadly, entirely unawa…