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Dear God Heavy x Medic :fearful:

Summary:

HHHEEELP

Notes:

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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Heavy woke up with a shiver and groaned, turning onto his back. It was rather cold in the bed, and he felt something was missing. A few rays of sunlight shone through the curtains and nearly blinded Heavy. “Are you awake?” He glanced over to a lump under the blanket.

 

No answer.

 

“I can go make breakfast if you want me to,” Heavy tried, shaking the figure. “I don’t mind.”

 

It still didn’t answer.

 

“Medic?” Heavy lifted the blanket to reveal a pillow roughly the size of a person. “Oh.”

 

“Yeah?” Medic answered from the other room.

 

Of course, Medic was already awake and up. Heavy sighed and rolled out of bed, fixing the blankets back into shape. He walked out of the room and into the office, spotting Medic hunched over under a table lamp.

 

“What are you doing?” Heavy asked, shutting the door slowly. 

 

“Practicing!” Medic answered cheerfully, sitting back up to face Heavy with a huge smile. His hair was a mess, and he had dark circles under his eyes.

 

“Practicing for what..?” Heavy stepped closer and leaned over Medic’s shoulder, staring at the contraption he was making. “Is that a worm?”

 

“No, these are people. Can’t you see?” Medic pointed at two dolls that appeared to be sewn together by one of their faces and the other’s back end. 

 

Heavy cleared his throat, patting his chest with a hand. “That’s… Cool,” he nodded.

 

“Yeah! Glad you think so,” Medic turned to his project and continued carefully stitching it. “I’ve always wanted to do it! I got the idea from my favorite movie.”

 

“What’s your favorite movie?” Heavy yawned, averting his eyes from the scene.

 

“Human Centipede, of course!” Medic exclaimed. “I can turn it on, and we can watch it. If you want, that is.”

 

Heavy stared at Medic’s hopeful expression. He didn’t want to disappoint him, so he slowly nodded. “Sure.”

 

Medic grinned and switched the lamp off, kissed Heavy on the cheek, and ran out of the office. “I’ll be in the bedroom!”

 

Heavy took a last glance at the dolls and shivered, following Medic into the bedroom. 

 

Both men sat down on the bed as Medic turned the movie on and cuddled up to each other. Medic was excited to watch the movie for the 100th time, and Heavy was nervous about what he would see based on the creation his boyfriend had made.

 

This was going to be interesting.