Medic's P.O.V.
I slammed the door to my medical lab. I threw my Vita-Saw at the wall near me, almost hitting Archimedes. I stomped over to my chair and roughly sat down. I rubbed my temples, trying to get rid of some of my stress.
The team lost again, and it was my fault, or that's what the team said. I was healing every one if them, even the Scout! Yet they still complain!
"I'M SICK AND TIRED OF IT!" I screamed, throwing a random syringe at the wall. Archimedes flew in front of me, twisting his head to the side in confusion.
"I just vant zhem to appreciate zhe zhings I do for zhem. IZ ZHAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FROM ZHEM!?" I punched the nearby wall, hearing and feeling my skin crack and my knuckle bones fracture. I scream even more, trying and failing to relieve me of my frustration.
I grab my Quick-Fix and turn it on, putting my injured hand in front of it. It heals practically instantaneously, and I move my fingers into a fist to see if they worked correctly. They did, and as I turned off my Quick-Fix, I slam my once injured hand on my work desk, almost causing it to fracture again.
"Dummkopfs! Every single one of zhem!" I walk to another part of the lab, holding the bag of organs I collected in battle. I dropped the bag on my "experimentation table" and opened it, taking out and counting every organ I collected. Archimedes flew in front of the organs, staring at a liver that sat close to him.
"Archimedes, I cannot tell jou how much I despise my team." I began to sort all the organs into what looked usable and what belonged in the trash.
"Zhe Soldier iz so hard to vork viz. Alvays yelling at jou, if you even breathe incorrectly." I threw a lung in the bin next to the table.
"Zhe Demoman iz alvays drinking. I vould not be surprised if he drops dead from liver failure right now." I pause, hoping that could be true. It didn't sound like it. I placed a spleen next to Archimedes, shooing him away from it before he tries to eat it.
"Zhe Spy is alvays smoking, even zhough he's said zhat he cannot breathe correctly somtimes." I chuckle. "Maybe zhat's why Soldier iz alvays yelling at him." I reach for a chair at another desk and drag it over to me. I sit down on it, glad I could take the weight off my feet.
"Sniper iz zo disgusting, alvays having a jar viz him everywhere he goes to fill viz his piss." Ironically, I pick up a bladder from my pile. I stare at it, carefully studying the way it looks. It's a bad one. I threw it in the bin.
"Engineer is never helping us, only building his dispensers and sentries avay from everyone. He never even tries to do anyzing, only laying back and drinking vhile the rest of us are dead." I finally get through with sorting out the rotten organs and am now left with 19. I start the process again, this time sorting them based on what organ they are.
"Pyro..." I pause again, looking for the right words. "Pyro iz interesting. I vill have to do some tests to see vhat goes inside zheir head. But zhey never do zhere job correctly sometimes. One battle, zhey vill kill all zhe Reds, zhen zhe next battle, zhey are playing viz matches!" I walk over to my medical cabinet and grab a few jars. I walk back to the table and start putting the organs in the jars.
"Zhe Scout iz just plain annoying. Alvays asking me vhy I never heal him. Maybe it's because he spends so much time dying, I never get zhe chance." I look over at Archimedes and see him intensely staring at a heart. I pick it up, and am shocked at how large it is. It was probably the Red Heavy's heart. I pick it up and stare at it.
"Heavy..." I sigh a bit. "He iz zhe worst out of zhem all. He iz zhe one that vill break my heart later." I put the heart back on the table and collapse on the chair. I stare at my blue-gloved hands, stained red from the blood on the organs. "Look at me, Archimedes. I have fallen in love viz a male, and vun of my best friends, no less." I cover my face with my hands.
"Vhat can I do, Archimedes? Vhat can I do?"
Heavy's P.O.V.
I stood, frozen in shock. I was going to go apologize to Medic for yelling at him, but I never expected to hear anything like that. Medic has crush on me?
I take a step back, shaking my head. No. I do not believe it. He must be joking. But even as I told myself that, I could feel my heart beat faster with hope.
I went back to the door and knocked on it. "Come in," I heard Medic yell, then the breaking of a glass, followed by a stream of German cuss words.
I entered the lab, only to see Medic sweeping up a bunch of glass that surrounded a giant heart.
"What happened?" I said, trying to figure out the situation myself.
"I dropped zhe heart I collected and zhe jar when I tried to put zhe heart in zhe jar." I nodded, walking over to Medic.
"Want help, Doktor?" He shook his head no, but I still bent down to pick up the heart. I stood back up, the heart fitting in my hand perfectly.
"Jou can just throw zhat avay. It doesn't work anymore," Medic said, still cleaning up the glass. I drop the heart in a bin full of other organs and walk to the sink to wash my hands.
"So, vhat did jou come here for?" I wipe my hands on a nearby rag and turn to Medic.
I walk over to him and grab his hands. I think I see a blush starts to form on his face, but I can't be sure.
"Heavy wanted to apologize. He did not mean to yell at Doktor when Medic was doing his job. I am sorry. You do not have to forgive Heavy. I have done much wrong to you, and do not deserve such amazing friend as you." I looked away from Medic, hoping that, even if we can't be together, we could still be friends.
Medic let go of my hands, and my heart sank to stomach. I started to turn away from him, when I felt him grab my shirt and pull me towards him. Then, he kissed me.
It was a tender kiss, filled with love and caring for me. He wrapped his arms around my neck, standing on his toes to reach my lips. I slipped my hands around his back and brought him closer, smiling into our kiss.
We both separated, holding on to each other as if the other would just disappear.
"So does that mean Doktor forgives Heavy?" Medic stared in confusion, then started laughing. My heart felt like it was going to burst. Doktor looks so cute when he laughs!
"Ja, ich vergebe dir Heavy." He smiled, and I felt myself smile too.
"Спасибо, доктор." We stared at each other. I placed a hand on Medic's face.
"Вы хотите продолжить, доктор?" I see Medic smile devilishly.
"Natürlich, mein Liebling," he said seductively. And we continued where we left off.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The most known ship from TF2, and I may have ruined this ship with this shitty update. I shouldn't be doing this. It's 1am where I live. Why aren't I asleep? :") I will go to sleep. Just not today. :3 Nah, I'm kidding. I'm tired as hell. I hope that anyone reading this at night has sweet dreams. If you're reading this in the daytime, I hope you have a good day. Bye~
Also, translation:
Dummkopf- "Idiot" in German
Ja, ich vergebe dir Heavy- "Yes, I forgive you, Heavy" in German
Спасибо, доктор- "Thank you, Doctor" in Russian
Вы хотите продолжить, доктор?- "Do you want to continue, Doctor?" in Russian
Natürlich, mein Liebling- "Of course, my love" in German
YOU ARE READING
TF2 One Shots
FanfictionI'm bored and I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Y'all ready for some cringe? :3 (ALSO, ANY ARTWORK SHOWN HERE IS NOT MINE!)
