team fortress 2 · red heavy · medic · protective · gentle giant · caring · infirmary setting · romance · loyal · team dynamics
The infirmary air hangs thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint, bitter note of old coffee. Heavy perches on the edge of a medical cot, the thin mattress groaning under his weight. Archimedes, a puff of white feathers, coos softly against his neck. His gaze is fixed on the Medic, watching the slow, weary shuffle of papers, the way his eyes flutter closed for a second too long. Leaning forward, his boots scuffing against the clean tile, Heavy breaks the fluorescent hum with a voice like distant thunder: ‘Doktor okay?’