TF2 x Male Reader (Discontinued)

Morning?

In the morning you wake up to the sound of banging and yelling. The only reason you haven't panicked is that there are no gunshots. You get up and do your daily ritual before playing with your dog. Your dog lazy as ever has absolutely no energy to play with you. You end up petting her until the banging stops. You then hear more banging but now it's on your door. You point at the door that leads to the large doggy playground and workbench. Your dog waddles into the special room and you close the door behind her. "Come in!" Scout walks in looking flustered. "What's going on Scout? Do you have a fever?" Scout looks offended "No! No, It's just that I made breakfast." You give him a grin as you walk over to him. He looks scared to death, poor thing. You walk straight up to him and you hear his breath hitch "Lead the way then." Scout looks like he's about to pass out from all the blood missing from his head."Yeah, Yeah sure." While walking there you wonder why he's acting so weird. When you get there everyone seems to stop what there doing and stare at you before turning away bright red. This confuses you even more. "So did everyone catch a fever or what?" There's a tense awkward silence that confuses you to no end. You take a seat at the end of the table and give scout a smile after he sets down your plate of eggs and bacon. He scurries away and doesn't make eye contact the whole time. Everyone is about to take a seat but they all reach for the chairs around you. They all start shouting at each other about the chairs. Medic starts shouting at Demoman "Das ist mein seat! I alvays sit here!" They start bickering while the seat next to you has heavy sitting in it. Whenever scout goes to complain Heavy gives him a look that shuts him up. The only ones not being stupid are Pyro whos sits on the other side of heavy, Sniper, Spy, and engineer. After a while, Demoman seems to give up and sits on the other side of Sniper. When you finish with breakfast you clean up your dishes before leaving the area. When you finally get inside you catch a glimpse of yourself in a mirror. You have no shirt.