What a Lil' Prank Led To

Chapter 6: Feelings About Him

The door to the clinic made a high-pitched creak as both Sniper and Scout entered. They walked in to see the clinic set up with a dinner table and multiple sandwiches placed onto it, Medic seated on one of the chairs. "Ah, Scout, Sniper, guten Abend!'' He smiled, setting his sandwich down. It caught the two's attention, since it looked a lot like Heavy's usual sandwiches. "Ignore this, it's for Heavy. Come now! Over here." Both of them nodded, but kept silent. Even Scout, who would usually protest in situations like this didn't speak a word, he had a lot of respect for the doctor, although it was usually a mix of respect and fear.

"Uh, doc. I wanted to ask, did pa– I mean...Spy really make ya do this?" Asked Scout, while he followed Medic who led the two to a comfy room. "Why yes! I would've offered some interesting brain surgery for you two instead, aheh, but Spy insisted I don't touch you!" The doctor laughed as they arrived at a room with two lit candles and two couches facing each other. Sniper guessed this was where they'd have that therapy, so he sat down on the couch and gestured to Scout to sit beside him. Scout took his hand, leaning on Sniper's shoulder. He was a bit tired, it was getting pretty late after all.

"So, I'd like to ask you two. When did this relationship of yours start?" Medic asked, a pen and paper in his hands. He was curious; Scout's announcement of their relationship was incredibly sudden, and until now it still surprised him a lot. Sniper didn't exactly know what to say, but Scout sure did. "Pretty recently! The day before I announced it, of course!"

Sniper felt his blood rush to his cheeks. He knew it was a lie just so Medic and Spy didn't get suspicious, but it made his heart skip a beat for a second. Medic grinned, rubbing his hands together before jotting down some notes. "I see, I see! Now, today, I won't exactly do the usual therapy you two might know of." The two looked at eachother worriedly, wondering what Medic was going to do.

"I'm just going to ask you a few questions, and I'm letting you know Herr Spy will receive your answers. I wouldn't give them to him, these would usually be confidential, but he offered me some very nice organ samples, so..." Both Sniper and Scout nodded, a bit worried. If Spy would know all of their answers, they better word everything correctly, or they could get into some huge trouble. "Sure, sounds good, doctor."

Sniper placed his arm around Scout's back to calm him down, noticing how panicked he looked. Scout didn't at all want Spy to know all about what he and Sniper did, but unless they had some questionable stuff to bribe the unhinged Medic with, they doubted they could do anything about it. Medic, although the two respected him, was a bit of a lunatic at times.

"Alright then!"

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"Oh my god, that was so freakin' boring! I swear, that made me more stressed than I already was..." Scout groaned, walking alongside Sniper. The two had just finished their first session with Medic, and he found it incredibly boring. Sniper however, was worried if he worded his answers correctly. Maybe he worded this weirdly, maybe that other thing he said was obviously a lie...

"...It wasn't that bad, it honestly helped me more than I expected. What do ya want to do at my place?" Asked Sniper, his hand moving a bit closer to Scout's, and upon him noticing, he blushed lightly. Scout took his hand, grip firm and tight on the marksman's hands. "Well, uh..."

"Why not... You know– Ah, whatever, never mind." His blush grew more visible as his grip loosened and looked away. "I dunno... What do you wanna do?"

Sniper was a bit shocked. Was Scout referring to what he was thinking? Once they exited the base and he assumed the mercs were out of sight, he spoke in a suggestive tone. "Heh, ya know, roo, if you wanted me to fuck you, you could just ask." He smiled playfully, which caught Scout off-guard. He expected himself to be the flirty one, Sniper didn't seem like the type to Scout, but here he was.