♡Your Words Are My Medicine♡ A Team Fortress 2 Fanfiction

Emergency

NEW CHAPTER IS HERE GANG!!!

Sniper sat in his camper van, staring at the photo he had of Scout. He walked towards his cork board and stuck the image on with a pin. "He's pretty.." Sniper thought to himself, unable to hide a smile.

He then remembered about what Medic had told him: "His soulmate.. every time his soulmate talks to him, with affection. His condition gets better. If his soulmate confessed his love to him, Scout's disease goes away..forever."

"Am I that- no. I'm not."

Sniper frowned, running his hand through his hair. He kept on ruining Scout, every time he talks to him, Scout ends up getting hurt emotionally. There was no way he was Scout's soulmate.

"I keep hurting him. God I- I should stop. Stop talking to him or something.."

He muttered under his breath, taking a seat on the chair. Even though he didn't want to talk to Scout, a part of him needed to interact with him, to always check on him. Before Sniper could think of anything else, there was a knock on the door.

"Uh..hey Snipes, I tried to help Engie cook lunch and uh- I made some extras for you."

Scout called out, he was holding a plastic box with fried rice inside. It didn't take long for Sniper to open the door.

"Come in.."

Scout stepped instead, opening the lid of the container.

"Here's your- FUCK! Shit.."

Scout stared at the ground, he'd accidentally dropped the food. Scout quickly crouched down, picking up the spilled food and putting it in the container. After the awkward cleaning session, he threw the container into the bin.

"Hey Sniper uh..I'm sorry, I got too excited and now I-now I ruined it.."

Scout muttered, looking guilty. Sniper reluctantly placed his hand on Scout's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Hey mate it's, it's fine. We can cook something.."

"Really?"

"Uh..yeah, y'know, I wanna help ya cook something.. after uh, you know.."

Scout stood straight up, stumbling slightly before he recovered.

"Sure! Sure! I'll help!"

Sniper walked towards the small kitchen area, he picks up a pan and went to the fridge, taking out a few eggs and a lack of bacon, Sniper turned to Scout.

"Just normal eggs and bacons if that's alright.."

"Yeah! That's cool!"

Scout turned on the stove, letting Sniper put the pan on it. He watched Sniper crack the eggs, Scout watched, holding the spatula in his hands.

"Alright, flip it, Scout."

"Okay sure,"

Scout slides the spatula under the egg, trying to flip the whole thing. Sniper noticed the struggle, he held onto Scout's wrist, guiding him.

"There you go."

"Thanks Snipes.."

After all the cooking and helping, the two settled down outside the camper van. Scout watched Sniper eat, feeling a bit better, he felt nice that Sniper wasn't annoyed of him. Sniper turned to Scout, cutting out a small piece of the food.

"Want some?"

Sniper asked, holding the fork up to Scout. "Oh! Uh, sure." Scout replied, smiling. He opened his mouth, letting Sniper feed him. Sniper chuckled slightly, turning away. Scout was adorable, he was glad to see him happy.