Medic x Reader (6)

Both me and Medic stood in the re spawn room glaring each other down after being shot by the soldiers rocket launcher. I crossed my arms and squinted slightly, My lips pressing together in frustration. 

"We wouldn't have gotten hit you had just healed me!" I shouted out, clearly pissed. 

the medic had his hands on his hips clearly angry as well. "You could have found a health kit! Unlike last time when one would has been useless!" 

The anger began to build up in the pit of my stomach. "I didn't need any help last time!!" I didn't think about what I was saying until it came out of my mouth and was too late. Of course I needed help last time. I ended up in the infirmary because I didn't get help. 

Medic only raised an eyebrow. "Really? didn't need help? Well I clearly remember cleaning out your lungs of all that blood. But I see you didn't need me to do that." 

Our bantering and fighting continued on as Heavy, along with spy and demoman respawned in the room. We didn't even bother to acknowledged their presences as we kept on tearing each other down with our words. 

"Medic! I need you to keep me safe while I shoot the enemy!" Heavy said while walking up to him. 

Medic only put a hand up to stop the Russian from talking. "Nein, Use engineers dispenser. I'm busy dealing with this." He motion a hand in my direction. ""Stubborn child!" 

I stuck my tongue out at him as he waved his hand in my direction. 

"The enemy is taking our control point." 

The female voice of the administrators voice came over head Making everyone run out in a panic. Everyone except for me and Medic. Our bantering continued on in full heat. 

"Stubborn child!?" I questioned back in an insulted tone. "I was just thinking about the team instead of myself!" 

Medic only groaned as he put his gloved hands on his face, rubbing at his eyes. "Okay, But what about a few moment ago when you where calling out to me for your, your leg!" he said pointed to my still bleeding limb. 

My face flushed a light red as I looked down. "Well I was just trying to fulfill your last wish that you wanted me to call for you when I got injured!" 

the distance between us decreased as we got up into each others face shouted on the top of our lungs. 

"aye! Stop ye' fighting and get out on the field!"  Demoman yelled out as he ran past us and bumped into medic trying to pull us apart from our heated battle. "You guys need to be fightin' the enemy! Not each other!" 

Pyro came by me and held out a MedKit giving a small muffled 'here' To me. I looked at him and the frown that was on my face was replaced with a poker face. and as much as I wanted to take it, I turned my nose up to it. Pyro looked at me slightly confused before shrugging and running off back into battle, Laughing and igniting any enemies that had perched right outside our resupply room.  

"Why didn't you take the stupid kit?!" He asked, pointing to the blue box that was lying on the floor. 

I shrugged and sat down on the bench that. "Because it's just a flesh wound and will heal up eventually." 

Medic balled up his fists and started gently pounding the sides of his head. "You are trying my patients!" He said through gritted teeth. 

A moment passed before Medic Grabbed his MediGun and Pointed it straight at me. 

A red light wrapped it's way around my leg and instantly the skin started to regenerate and heal itself leaving not a single trace that I was even shot. "There." Here mumbled out and turned around to face the exit. 

Not long after he healed me the Voice of the administrator came up again. 

"You've failed!" 

A chorus of boo's escaped from the speakers in the room as the whole red team re spawned inside, All grumbling and staring at us, clearly pissed off.