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Heavy gently wrapped his arms around Medic, pressing a kiss to the top of the doctor’s forehead.
“Oh, Misha,”
Medic cooed, leaning against the large man’s chest.
“Ich liebe dich.”
He smiled and sighed quietly, humming contently as Mikhail strokes his large fingers through his hair.
“Doktor is happy?”
Heavy asked, smiling softly.
“Natürlich, mein Liebechen.”
Medic responded with a faint chuckle, turning around and leaning his face against Heavy’s large chest, intently listening to his heartbeat and quiet breaths.
Heavy smiled and rubbed the doctor’s back comfortingly.
“Misha-“
Medic paused, glancing up at Heavy with adoring eyes.
“да?” Heavy asked curiously.
Medic chuckled quietly, softly giving the heavy a kiss to his large hand.
“—Liebling… Jou are mein sweetest of doves.”