TF2 x male reader oneshots

Medic x unlucky reader

I know it's been ages since I've updated but I finally got around to finishing up some requests. I tend to write one shots in a different format now but it shouldn't be to different. Also I don't really do pictures anymore, sorry.

Medic jolted from his unintentional nap when he heard knocking at his bedroom door. He scrambled to fix his papers on his desk, making sure he didn't accidentally drool on any during his short slumber, before standing up and walking over to answer the knock. He opened the door and found his eyes meeting with yours. You stood in the doorway with a nervous look and a nail driven directly through your left hand, which you held close to your chest. Medic gave you and unimpressed look followed up by a sigh.

"What happened this time?" He asked while walking out of his office and towards the infirmary. You quickly stumbled forward and caught up to the doctor, still holding your injured hand high.

"Just a little accident in the workshop." You explained, not wanting to go into great detail out of embarrassment. You were and assistant to the team's engineer, helping him in battle and to create new weapons and tools on the side. Despite your genius and overall helpful nature to the Texan, it wasn't really a secret that you tended to have the worst luck. Almost every other day you would end up hurt in some way, most of the time those injuries being major which landed you in medic's infirmary, or running towards a dispenser if it was during battle. Medic grew to be close to your due to your frequent visits. By close I mean you were in fact dating, although you both kept it on the down low. Despite how much Medic loved you, he wouldn't lie that your consistent injuries could be tedious to deal with and occur at the worst times, though he would never hold it against you since you can't fully help it. If he were to be with you, he would have to accept that this was just how you were. Medic understood this, but you still seemed unsure about the relationship and assumed that Medic resented you for your visits.

You finally reached the infirmary as Medic motioned you over to the surgical table. You took a seat as Medic ran off to fetch some medical supplies. Once he returned he immediately got to work with removing the nail.

"Now this may hurt a bit-"

"I know, I know." You muttered, averting your eyes from the scene. Medic was a little confused by your actions since you were usually talkative during moments like these, but didn't question it due to it be late in the afternoon. You could be tired for all he knew. Once he got the bloody nail out and placed it to the side and temporarily switched on his medi gun to do the rest of the work. You hand quickly healed before your eyes, any remnants of the injury now gone.

"Thanks, doc." You said with a smile as you examined your hand, rubbing a thumb over the top. Medic stood with pride as he titled his head up and smirked.

"No problem, y/n! Just be more careful next time."

"Yeah." You mumbled as your smile slowly dropped, a low sigh escaping your lips. Medic took notice of this and sat down next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Is something bothering you?" He asked in a soft tone, which was rare for him. You turned to look at him with worried eyes before reluctantly opening up.

"I just wanted to apologize. I know I get injured quite often and it has to be annoying to deal with me every other day. I try to be careful but I just can't avoid injuries. It's like the universe is out to get me or something." You admitted, letting your thoughts and feelings spill out as you directed your attention back to your now fixed hand.

"Oh, Taube, is that what your worried about?" Medic asked, using his little nickname he gave to you which earned a smile from you. He reached over and clasped your hand, bringing it closer to his chest which led you to look at him once again.

"I admit it can be a little inconvenient, but you have no need to apologize. I know you aren't purposely getting hurt. Bad things just happen to you and I've already come to terms with that. I love you with all my heart and will always help you when you're in need." He explained with a smile of his own, leaning down to place a kiss on your hand once he was done. You felt your face flush and a few tears threaten to fall from your eyes. Medic noticed this and was about to speak up before you pulled him into a kiss, which he happily returned.

"Thank you, Ludwig. I really needed to hear that." You said once you pulled back, Medic giving an understanding nod.

"I'm always here for you, Taube."

Taube is supposed to mean dove in German but I'm not German so I don't know if it's fully correct or not. Also I used Ludwig as his real name cause last I remember that was the universally accepted name for Medic. Let me know if otherwise.