Medic x Reader: Questions

    Looking a little dumbfounded, it finally registers that the medicine was for your cold. You wait about five more minute while listening to Medic search for the medicine. You manage to hear him say to himself, "Dummkopf," but you quickly push away wanting to question Medic. As Medic comes back over to you, he hands you a bottle with some medicine tablets in it saying, "Take zes once a day. And come back in a veek for a check up." "Thanks, Doc," You thank him as you take the bottle and hop off the stretcher.

    As you walk towards the double doors you hear Medic call over to you, "And vut vere you zinking about, (y/n)." You stop short. He rarely uses your actual name unless you are in trouble. You slowly turn around and look at Medic in the eye. Medic has his arms crossed and really doesn't look pleased. "Oh, uh, I was thinking of, um..., asking you a- uh- q-question," You managed to get out nervously. "Oh," Medic looks slightly interested, and yet displeased as he asks, "And vut might zat be?" You eyes widen slightly as he gazes at you. With a small swallow, you say, "I was wondering if... Well, if you've ever cared about someone... A-a-and I don't mean for experiments," You say while rushing the last part.

    Fear rushed over you as Medic's gaze darkens upon you. "Ja, I haff...," He answers slowly before turning around and starting to clean up work area. You shudder from his gaze but manage to say weakly, "O-oh okay.." Quickly, while not wanting to disturb him further, you mumble something about leaving as you take off through the double doors and rush back to your room. You didn't even stop by the others in the dinning hall, since it was lunch time. All you did was clutch the bottle to your chest and run directly to your room. Swinging the door to your room open, you dash inside and shut the door as you do so. Never before had you actually felt so relieved to just be in your room.

    With heavy breathing you walk over to your nightstand and place the bottle of pills on it while sitting down on your bed. Letting out a big sigh, you flop yourself down on your back. Suddenly, a wave of pain erupts from your abdomen and spreads through the rest of you. "Gah! I forgot about that," You mutter to yourself as you close your eyes and slowly fall asleep.


*** walkin le time skip***


    It's been about two and a half weeks since you had first asked Medic that question. You had to visit him four times since then. One for the check up, and three times for wounds from various people on RED. By now, you had asked Medic two more questions. Each during different visits. You had asked him if he truly and honestly enjoyed hearing his victim's screams out of agony. Which that one was a hesitant yes. The second question you had asked, what about him having family, or not. That one, you didn't get an answer per say, but pretty much a death glare.

    Sighing, you limped down the halls. You had survived getting out of the battle against the RED, but it came with a cost of getting an arrow through your calf. 'Heh, wasn't all that bad. Bastard RED Sniper got a bullet through the head for it, too,' You thought to yourself. You had managed to pull the arrow out of your leg and bandage it as best as you could. Now you were on your way to see Medic again.

    'He's probably gunna be cross with me having to stop by again... Probably wont like a question asked about his life either,' You thought to yourself, but then your mind wander to where you had tried so hard to keep it from, 'I wonder how he'd react to me kissing him.. NO! Just no, not a good idea. Even if I have, strangely enough, grown fond of him.' While lost in your thoughts, you hadn't realized that Scout had walked up behind you.

    "BOO," Scout yelled from behind you. "AAAAAAAAHHHH," You yelled as you spun around on your good leg and landed a punch on Scout's chin. Scout reeled back from the bunch and staggered away slightly. "Dang, Sweet Cheeks! That was a lil' harsh," Scout commented as his hand came up to his chin. "Hmph! Serves you right for doin' that, fool," You almost yelled at him. You never truly liked him, but he sometimes was fun, and other times flat out annoying. But you learned to work with him anyways.

    Scout chuckled, then looked down at your leg, before looking back up at you and smirked, "Should I carry you even after you sucker punched me?" "Either way, I would have said 'No thanks!'," You responded rather harshly. Scout faked a whimper along with a scared look on his face. Even though your hand ached from punching him, you raised your hand again as if going to punch him again. "Don't tempt me," You said coldly. Scout just laughed and said, "You never punch me a second time after the first. Ha ha!" While Scout was laughing, your face burned red with anger and you punched him hard in the stomach.

    Scout went head over heals as he lost his breath and fell down onto the ground. "There's always a first time," You scolded Scout as you turned to continue walking down the halls. You could hear Sniper suddenly talking to Scout, "Crikey, mate! You shouldn't have said that." You smirked as you heard Scout groan and grumble as he was still catching his breath.

    Walking, or rather limping, as quickly as you could, you make your way for the infirmary. As you got to the double doors leading into the infirmary, you started to panic. 'What if he doesn't help me because of my questions?! Oh no, maybe this isn't a good idea,' You kept thinking things over and over. Suddenly, your bad leg gave out from underneath you. "ACK," You yelped as you could feel a burning pain down in your leg. You landed awkwardly with your bad leg below you and your other leg out in front of you. ".... Ouch," You mumble something quietly to yourself as you pull your weight off your bad leg.

    A loud noise of doors slamming open made you jump out of your skin, again. Your eyes went wide as your attention went to Medic who had just opened the doors to the infirmary. You lost your voice as his gaze fell down upon you. 'Medic really looks angry...,' You think to yourself. "Vell, vell, vell... Come to azk anozzer queztion, Fraulein," Medic asked you with an icy voice which matched his gaze. 'Yup he's mad at me for certain... Better answer,' You thought to yourself just as you said, "Sorry 'bout that, Doc. But I'm in a little bit of a need for a patch up..."

    Medic eyes you carefully. "Can you valk," He finally asks. "Apparently .... not," You reply carefully. Medic grumbled something to himself and shook his head. Then he walked the short distance to you, bent down and picked you up. As he picked you up, he was rather careful of your bad leg. He had never picked you up before, and at the point of where you were at, you felt very much so uncomfortable in many ways. When Medic straightens himself up, with you in his arms, you wrap you arms around his neck for security. He eyes you suspiciously as you look away from his face. 'He probably can tell I'm scared,' You quickly think to yourself as Medic then carries you into the infirmary and places you down on the stretcher.

    Medic quickly instructs you to sit with your leg stretched out. You quickly do so, but wince along the way because you moved your leg far to quickly for it to handle. "Dummkopf," You can hear Medic scowl behind you. "Zere vas no need for hazte," He scolded you with that same icy voice. Lowering you head in shame, you waited patiently as the doctor got what he needed to fix you up. After he had gotten the proper supplies, he stood next to you. You could see him out of the corner of your eye, as he injected the pain medication. You twitched slightly as he pulled the needle out.

    Even though you couldn't see his face, you could still feel his icy death glare. Biting your lower lip slightly, you watched as he moved over to your bad leg and began to uncover it. First he cut away the fabric, around your calf, from your trousers. Secondly he pulled another horrible bandage job off the wound. You bit down on your lower lip as you winced at the pain.

    As Medic started to take care of the wound, you quickly noticed that the pain is more than nothing at all. 'Did he not use as much pain medicine as before? OWIE,' You thought to yourself as medic continued to do his work. It was rather painful for you, to say the least. You were biting down on your lower lip rather hard and you were clenching your fists. You looked at Medic as he worked. Something in his eyes caught your attention. Thinking to yourself, 'Is that... lust I see in his eyes? But if so... what for?'

    You fought hard not to shed a tear, but one still trickled down your face as Medic finished up. As he tied the last of the thread for the stitches, he pulled a little harshly, which made your leg twitch rather noticeable and also made you want to pull it away from him. With a shaky breath, you watched him clip the last of the thread off. Medic then started to clean up his tools.

    With a throbbing pain in your leg, you swung your leg carefully down from the stretcher. Stepping carefully down with your weight on your feet, you wobble slightly as the pain still lets your know it's there in your leg. Looking at your feet, you let out a sigh. To your surprise, both of Medic's feet appear in your line of vision. With a lump in your throat and fear rising up to meet it, you slowly lift your head up, to look into his darkened face. "Vell? No queztionz? Vut a dizapointment,' Medic sneers at you as he brings his face a mere three inches away from yours.

    Chills run up and down your spine as and your voice gets caught in your throat along with that lump, and the fear you feel that starts to shake your body. Medic smirks at you showing his teeth. "Vell? Not going to azk a queztion," He asks as you step back and up against the stretcher. Still without your voice, you make a move to bolt past him. Unfortunately, Medic quickly places his hands on either side of you on the stretcher, blocking your path. You place your hand quickly on his wrist but before you even try to get his arm out of the way you think, 'I wont be able to get out of here like this...' Reluctantly, you turn your face to look back into his while leaving your hand on his wrist.

    Medic eyes you carefully with his icy death glare. You can feel him tighten his grip on the side of the stretcher through the glove covering his wrist. You slowly open your mouth to speak, but no sound comes out as he seems to hover over you. "My patientz runz zin, Fraulein (y/n)," He says to you. A blush creeps across your face, heating it up. But you try to ignore it as you manage to utter, "I-I.... I'm s-s-sorry....."

    You watch Medic's face as he raises an eyebrow at you. He lowers it down as he asks coldly, "Iz zat all?" You couldn't think of anything else to say as your mind was blank. Medic brought his face back towards yours and only stopped when he was about two inches away. You swallowed hard as his breath brushes against your skin. 'W-why does he look so ... so damn hot like this? Wait... what the heck am I even saying?! I-I... I want to kiss him... but how will he, how will he react,' Your mind seem to be lost in fascination of him as you face heats up multiple shades of red.

    'Oh heck...,' Was the last thing you even thought as Medic opens his mouth to say something else, only to be interrupted by a kiss from you. You close your eyes as soon as your lips make contact with his. This lasts about five seconds before you open your eyes to see Medic's own eyes wide, just before he narrows them down as his face seems to darken to another level. Quickly, you pull your face away from his as far away as you dare and you bite your lip again.

    Silence then fills the room. Your heart pounds in your chest, that you fear he may hear it. You watch as Medic's eyes slowly close. He pulls away from you letting go of the stretcher as he does so. "Verlassen...," He commands in German. "Wh-what," You ask hesitantly as you didn't know that word. Medic's eyes shoot open with rage written all over them and his entire face as he yells, "LEAVE!!"

    Scared like a fox on hunting season, you scurry out of the infirmary. Running as fast as your legs will carry you, you bolt past your team mates who were talking together about something. You don't even stop to speak with them as they call out your name. Tears start to fall quickly down your face. You wipe them away with the back of your hand as you bolt through the many halls of the BLUE base.

    By the time you make it outside, your legs burned, especially your bad one, and your lungs heaved trying to catch your breath. You quickly dash over to a bunch of boulders lined up near where you had exited. You then jumped up with all your might and landed on top of the bounders. Climbing the rest of the way up to the tallest one, you sit down and proceed to breakdown in tears.

    You sat on the boulder for what became hours. Your own teammates had tried to get you to talk in the past hours, only to be shooed away by your screams towards them. By now, your team had given up and left you alone. You looked up, with your swollen and red eyes, at the night sky. Letting out a long sigh, you hop down from the boulder and land hard on your feet, jarring the wound on your leg. Grinding your teeth, you make your way back to the base. Tired and hungry, you grab a small snack out of the fridge and head to bed.

    As you enter your room, you quickly finish the last of your small snack. After you wipe away the crumbs on your pants, you change into a spare change of clothing and then flop onto your back on your bed. Staring up at your ceiling, a thought crosses your mind, 'Why did I even kiss him?' As your eyes start to feel heavy, you drift off into sleep.


***walkin le time skip... again***

    Three days later, you are on the battle field with your team. You had been avoiding Medic as much as possible, and sometimes you even avoided the others. But you did cross paths with Medic twice. You had kept your head low both times, not wanting to make eye contact. 'Gah, why am I even thinking about that right now,' You thought as you crept forward into the RED's territory. 'This ain't no time to think 'bout it,' You scolded yourself mentally, since you had been thinking about what had happened between you and Medic.

    You had been sticking towards the sidelines so far, though you had been aiding here and there. You narrowed your eyes as you saw a RED Sniper set himself up on a balcony. 'Now I gota get serious,' You thought just as you took off running just barely evading a RED Pyro's flame thrower. You quickly navigated your way through the buildings and up to the balcony the RED Sniper had positioned himself at.

    Pausing just out of site, you listen briefly for when the Sniper was empty with his sniper rifle. Bolting out from your hiding place, you catch the Sniper off guard as you pull out your main weapon and shoot at him. The Sniper tries to switch to his secondary weapon, but by the then you were too close. You switched to your bat and you proceed to bonk him hard on the head with it. The Sniper falls down from the balcony, dead.

    "Heh," You chuckle to yourself. You stop chuckling as you see a RED Spy disguise himself as a BLUE Heavy. Looking from the direction you had come to get onto the balcony, you see the RED Pyro come out at you. You let out a groan of displeasure as you run at the Pyro and proceed to run circle around him. You stop short just as the Pyro started to turn and flame where ever he could get. Jumping up, you pull out your main weapon and shoot down at the Pyro, finishing him off with several shots.

    Landing at the edge of the balcony, you jump off and land on top of a RED Soldier, causing him to buckle down below you. You quickly shoot him in the head as you jump off of him. Quickly dashing around, you dodge around the teams. You are searching for that Spy. You skid to a stop as you see BLUE Medic with BLUE Heavy. Letting out a small sigh, you catch your breath as you see the RED Spy uncloak himself behind your team's Medic.

    Your eyes widen in shock, but before you can think, you become under fire by a RED Heavy. Dashing out of the way you quickly push yourself faster to outrun the RED Heavy's rang of his machine gun. Once you were out of his range, you quickly spot the RED Spy, smiling to himself that Medic hadn't noticed him yet. Jumping up as a grenade lands near you, then you pull out your baseball bat along with you ball. "FOUR FOR SPY," You holler as you bat the baseball sending it past Medic and hitting the Spy right in the head.

    Landing on your feet, you watch as Medic turn around with his melee weapon and hack at the Spy. A smile creeps across your face as you turn your attention back to the RED Demoman and Heavy that had started shooting at you. Dodging around as many of the grenades and the bullets. You watch as the RED Heavy falls down from being shot from the side that BLUE Heavy and Medic were on.

    Not even bothering to look to see if it was from Heavy or Medic, you turn your attention to the RED Demoman. Only to realize that you had been hit in your legs and side, as the blood pours out and the pain spreads. Falling down onto your rear, you clench your jaw tightly. As a shadow crosses over you, you look up to see the Demonman holding up his sword, ready to finish you off.

    You watch as suddenly the Demoman seems to catch himself, eyes wide, and then fall down to reveal a man standing behind him. When it hits you, your jaw drops as you gaze up at Medic with his melee weapon in his hands. Medic quickly steps over the dead Demoman and stops in front of you. You look up at him and into his eyes.

    'He doesn't have that angry look right now.. W-wha,' You think to yourself as you watch him put away his melee weapon and pull out his medi gun. Medic then points it at you and activates it. The rush of energy hits you and you feel yourself healing. You look at your wounds as they heal. As soon as you are fully healed, you look up at Medic who lowers his medi gun and extends a hand to you.

    With a smile, you take hold of his hand as he pulls you upright. As soon as you are upright, you both look each other in the eye for a moment. Both of you turn your attention as your teams Heavy calls out for Medic. Looking back at Medic, you watch him turn his head and look at you. "Heh, thanks, Doc," You say as you watch his eyes. "Ja. Velcome and danke," he replies with a smile across his face. You smile in response and nod your head.

    As you try to let go and get going, Medic holds onto your hand and looks at you as you turn your head around with a questioning look on your face. "Don't do zat again, without my permizion, Fraulein (y/n)," He says calmly, but with a stern look on his face, as he lets go of your hand and bolts past you. You stand there a moment with a look of surprise. But as a smile grows across your face as you take off back into the battle and the last thing you think is, 'So he isn't all that bad then..'


****Epilogue****


    It was getting late in the day, as you made your way down the halls to the infirmary. The battle from earlier in the day, when Medic had said those words to you, had ended several hours ago. A blush started to creep across your face as you thought about those words he had said. You had just gotten done with speaking with the team. They all were amazed that you made such a comeback after getting shot in the leg with an arrow. Plus Heavy was all happy that you helped keep Medic alive when you did. Scout kind of flirted with you, and got kicked in the crotch, by you, because of it.

    You had a very good time with the rest of the team and enjoyed having supper with them. You had noticed that Medic hadn't shown up for supper. So by the time supper was done, you asked where he was. Everyone started to look at you with a shocked expression. After a brief moment, Spy told you Medic had gone to the infirmary and had requested to be left alone for the night. You could remember saying, "Oh? Well, best take him supper." Then the questions started.

    The team was more or less worried about you, considering what had happened last time you got out of the infirmary. You just laughed and said, "He ain't all that bad. Yeah maybe really different than us. But he isn't all that bad." You remember telling them that it might be best that they stay out for the night. Though several of them volunteered to accompany you. You declined them all.

    You giggled at your thoughts as you walked down the hall towards the infirmary. You paused as you got to the double doors. Letting out a small sigh, you knock on the doors and wait for a response. After a minute, the doors open and Medic stands there, looking as though he had been trying to sleep. His hair was slightly a mess and he didn't have on his lab coat nor his gloves. "Hi, Medic. I brought you supper," You said as you held up the plate of food in your hands. Medic looked a little shocked to see you there with food for him.

    "Oh, danke, (y/n)," He said as he took the plate of food from you. You looked at him and you couldn't help but comment, "Hate to tell you this, but you look like a bit of a wreak." You immediately regretted saying those words as you looked down. Medic chuckled and said, "Ja. Been trying to zleep." A blush cross your face as you looked up at him. He just smiles at you.

    After a few moments of looking at each other, Medic asks you, "Care to come in, Fraulein?" "I heard you wanted to be left alone for the night, so I probably shouldn't...," You said almost hating yourself for declining him. Medic taps his chin with his free hand as he thinks, "Hmm.. Vell, it vould probably be rude to not allow you in, ezpecially zince you brought me zupper." His comment catches you off guard.

    But, you let out a chuckle and shake your head slightly, before looking him in the eye again and saying, "I'd be delighted to." Medic smiles as he steps aside so you may walk in. With a smile you walk in to the infirmary. After entering, you walk over to the stretcher, as it was where you usually went when you came by for injuries and sickness. Turning around, you watch Medic as he sets his plate of food down on a counter top. Medic looks over at you for a moment, then proceeds to walk around some of the tables and over to you.

    Medic stopped when he was a few feet from you. A long pause grew between the two of you as both of you were collecting your thoughts. Medic broke the silence first by saying, "I'm not alwayz a bad person. I juzt have a hard time zhowing affection towardz ozerz." You thought about his words for a moment. "Some people are just that way..."

    "May I azk you a queztion, Fraulein (y/n)," Medic asks you cautiously. His question stumps you for a moment. You smile as you say, "Only if I can ask one in return." Medic rolls his eyes, but replies with, "Ja." You nod your head and say, "Then ask away." He takes a deep breath before asking, "Vhy did you kizz me?"

    The question catches you off guard, leaving you with a shocked look. Medic watches you closely as you regain your composure and prepare to answer. "Well... I've had this inner conflict about you for sometime," You start saying even though you start to blush at your own words. You continue speaking, "I've, for some odd reason, grown fond of you even though I was really frightened of you. And... well, at that point I was lost on what to do and the thought of kissing you did cross my mind..."

    Medic was quiet as he thought about your words. "Very vell, Fraulein. And your queztion," He says as he looks you directly in the eye. With a small smile, you place your hands on the stretcher and pull yourself up onto it. Looking at your feet, you worked up your courage to ask one question that had been on your mind since the battle. With a sigh, you look up at Medic and ask, "May I do it again?"

    To your surprise, Medic doesn't answer right away. Nor does his face change. It stayed like that for a few minutes and your palms had started sweating. Finally, Medic walks over to you, closing the distance between the two of you in a brief moment. You eyes widen slightly as his own eyes meet yours and his face moves closer to your own. A shiver runs up your spine as he places one of his fingers on your lower lip. The touch of his finger on your lower lip causes your lips to quiver. Medic then traces his finger across your lips before slowly lowers his fingers to your chin.

    Medic waits for a moment as he watches your facial expressions. Then he says, "Ja. If you are villing to be meine liebe." You can't hold back your joy as you wrap your arms around his neck and close your eyes as you plant a kiss on his lips. Medic has a look of surprise, but slowly loosens up and kisses you back passionately. You both interlock your arms around each other and pull your bodies close together. When you both finally are in need of a breath of air, both of you part your lips and gasp for much needed air. You take a deep breath as you say, "Oh yes, Medic." "Danke, Fraulein. I may be a bit ztrange in my vayz. But, I hope you do forgive me," Medic whispers across your lips. With a smile all across your face, you say, "I will forgive you, love." Medic smiles with a sparkle of love and lust in his eyes, just before placing a loving kiss on your lips.