TF2 One Shots

Shot (Medic x Reader)

Your P.O.V.

I. Absolutely. HATED. Shots. They are disgusting. I hate the thought of even being near needles. Which made being around Medic kind of hard. Which made it even harder to become his friend.

It was that time of year when everyone had to get a checkup and a possible shot if we needed it. It was a mandatory checkup by MANNCO. If I was the CEO of MANNCO, I would ban any type of checkup whatsoever. 

I was last of the mercs to get a checkup. My leg was bouncing up and down from the anxiety I was feeling. I couldn't help it. I was just so scared of the thought of getting a shot that I didn't realize that Medic was calling me into the Med Bay. I looked up when I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw that it was Medic.

"(Y/N), it's time for your checkup."

"Oh," I gasp, looking around. "I guess I lost track of time."

Medic smiled at me and motioned for me to follow him. I reluctantly got out of my chair and followed the German doctor. 

"Vill jou pleaze zit down on zee table zhere?" Medic said, nodding to the operating table. I nodded, walking over to the table as slow as I possibly could. I could hear Medic chuckling quietly as he walked over to me, clipboard in hand.  

"I zee here zhat jou haffen't kotden your tetanus shot yet. Is zhat true?"

I look down at Medic's boots. "Yeah, it's true,"  I grumbled.

"Vhy is zhat?"  Medic questioned, setting the clipboard down next to me. 

"Fear of needles."

Medic hummed as he turned back to his desk. After a bit of searching for the needle that contained my tetanus shot, he began to walk towards me with one of his hands behind his back.

"It kind of ruins the surprise of getting a shot when you actively try to hide a needle that you found on your desk while I was watching you," I say in a sarcastic voice.

Medic laughed. "Vell, zhat's vhy I don't have a needle in mein hand." He removed his hand from behind his back to reveal ... lollipop?

I hesitantly grabbed the lollipop from his hand. I unwrapped it and licked it. Wow! It's my favourite flavour! (Insert your favourite flavour here)! I put the lollipop in my mouth and smiled as the taste of (favourite flavour) flooded my senses.

"Why would you give this to me, Medic?" I mumbled around the lollipop.

I felt Medic grab my arm, pull it towards him, and, with a needle in his other hand, inject me with my tetanus shot.

I yelped and tried to pull my arm away, but he was too strong. It wasn't until he was finished injecting me with the shot when he finally pulled his hand off of me, and that was only to put a bandage on the wound left by the needle.

"Und zhat's how jou trick zomevun into getting a shot!" Medic exclaimed.

I whimpered, holding my arm against me. Medic gave me an apologetic smile, but I could see in his eyes that he wasn't sorry.

"That really hurt, you know?" I mutter.

Medic grabbed my hand and kisses it. I felt my face flush as his soft lips grazed my skin. 

"Is zat better, mein Liebling?" he whispered seductively. 

I jumped up and started backing up to the Med Bay's door. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. I think," I pretended to listen to something. "Yeah, I think Scout's calling me! I have to go now. See ya!"

I run out of the Med Bay, hearing Medic's laugh as he sees me escape him. 

I. Fucking. Hate. Shots!

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A.n.: Ayy, I'm sorry that this chapter is so shit. I tried, alright? ;3;