Heyo, this used to be one of my ocs x Medic but i switched it up to having you as the reader take their place :) Note: i used to play the game, and according to wiki, the medic is named Dr. Ludwing sOOOOO...yah!

WARNING: CONTAINS: transgender ftm reader, LGBT, awkward moment, and hands off the merchandise theme.

((Also I probably spelled some stuff wrong but oh well!))


If there was another option, you would go that route. Unfortunately, due to the contract that you had signed to get into team fortress, you were forced to switch medics. Aka, check ups by the maniac Dr. Ludwing himself. You hated this, but couldn't do anything else as you had previously put off the physical for three months straight. The medic grew impatient and requested the appointment today.

Well, it was more of a demand.

Much more of a demand than a request.

You were even threatened that if you didn't show up, then soldier will have to escort you down there and make sure you wont leave-not that you didn't get along with Solly. The two of you got along just fine but.. Doctors Orders and you knew damn well that Solly will persuade your ass into the medical bay.

Breathing in heavily, you way towards the medics lab.

Walking in on time, for once, you stood awkwardly in the room as the doctor finished up scribbling onto a set of papers before tossing them elsewhere. He then motioned you to come over.

Pulling out a bucket of supplies, medic gives the orders to remove your shirt. Shrugging to yourself, you comply as you then removed your shirt in a slow fashion, placing it on a nearby table. Standing there topless, you watched the medic take no time in the normal operation of a daily checkup like he had done it millions of times. You inhaled sharply at the feeling of the cold metal pressing against your chest, the doctor using a stethoscope to ensure the heart is fine.

"Mhm, heart rate is normal." The doc announces, listening to your beating heart. He continued to listen in on the beats, letting his eyes wonder over your bare chest. He was just about to pull away before something caught his eye.

Adjusting his glasses, the doctor leans in a bit, squinting at your chest. He saw faded scars that were centimeters below each nipple. Reaching in, Medic then runs his hand over the left scar, lost in thought of what battle purpose this served.

Starting to become rather uncomfortable with the medic being closer than he should be, You glanced down, watching and feeling the hand brush over one of your scars from top surgery. You were never fond of revealing the gender of being female that you were given at birth and you were absolutely not fond of this situation.

What if this guy wants to reopen the faded scars? What if he was against transitioning surgery. You begin to fill with anxiety and in defense, grabbing a tight hold of the other's wrist, swatting it away from you.

"Don't." You warn, covering up the scar with a hand that medic had touched.

"Oh calm down, I was wondering where they came from."

"They're battle scars.." You lie, wanting to hide the truth from the maniac doctor. Who knows what hell do of he found out the truth.

"Well, I've never seen those kinds before in my time of being here." Medic pushes the topic.

"Well, there was a lot of healing from them." You try your best to end the topic. "Lets just get this over with."

"hmph, alright then. Hop on the table." Medic dismisses the topic, although he was curious about it. He motions to the larger metallic table with a loose cloth over top. Its location was more near the back of the room.

"Wait wheres the.. uh.."

"Heavy broke it during an... episode." As if Medic already knew that you were talking about the actual medical bed where patients would hop on in any doctors office.

You both went over to the table where you hopped onto and laid down as told to, letting arms fall to your sides while the routine continued. Medic felt certain areas of your stomach, as a normal doctor would, noting that you actually had soft skin-probably because of a younger age- before moving downwards where he hooked his fingers through the waistband of your pants and boxers to check for any signs of-

"Whoa whoAH!" You suddenly lurch upwards, swatting the hands away once again. You then sit up completely, pushing yourself off the table to standing position as the doctor tried to get you back onto the table.

"What are you doing?!"

"I'm perfectly fine, doc. Physics over. Time to g-"

"I haven't check you properly!" Medic began to argue with you. "What is it with you? Do you have a disease or so-"

"What? no, I-I'm fine. I don't have a disease, I'm clean." You say with a frown frown before moving away to go collect your shirt that you had previously taken off.

"Then why wont you let me check you?"

"I just don't want you 'touching' me, okay?"

"Touching you- You think I was touching you?" Medic was appalled by your response of thinking that he was being sexual with you.

"Well, no, but I didn't like you touching my scars like that." You try to explain as you rushed to put your shirt back on.

"I'd like to know where they came from is all. I didn't mean to create any sexual tension with you-"

Hearing the mad doctor say that had caused your cheeks to flush-or maybe it was the heat.

Probably the heat.

Yeah.

"Okay okay, we're done, right?" You then asked, wanted to get out already.

"Well, no. I have to check your face and ears at least before you leave." Medic huffs out.

As a few seconds for what seemed like an eternity passed by, you inhale deeply before exhaling.

"Okay, fine." You say, walking back to the medic. Your cheeks flushed a light rose color. "Make it quick, I actually have somewhere to be." You then add.

Psh, you didn't have anywhere to be.

In fact, your schedule was wide open today.

Grabbing an otoscope from the side, the medic pauses his movements. "Okay I'm going to check your ears, so dont be dramatic." He says, moving to the side of you and began to check your ears. After checking one side, he then mutters something during the silence between them. "You're a bit sensitive to be working here." It was loud enough for you to hear but the medic didn't seem to care if you heard him at this point.

"You're a bit old to be working here." You shot back, roasting the fuck out of Medic's age.

You both then fell silent.

It was an awkward silence again between you two. Yes, you roasted him, but he started it! You were honestly hoping that this would have escalated to where you'd get kicked out-which would have been a blessing- but there was no response after you back talking the doctor.

"You know, you could just tell me the truth." You hear medic speak in a much softer tone. As you looked up, he locked eyes with you.

"..Are you going to cut me open?" You quietly ask. Honestly, you probably should have let the doc know about your past with transitioning, it would have saved all this hassle-but also could end up in a worse situation depending on circumstances and medic's personal opinions.

A sigh came from the taller man, setting down the tool. "As much as I'd love to, you're still a value to the ranks."

More silence fell between you two until you decide to man up and tell him whats up. Sucking in breath, you finally spill the beans.

"I-I'm..Transgender."

"Oh." Medic didn't know how to handle this topic. Sure, he's heard of the LGBT, but he's never really had much interaction with any of them. Although you seemed to be really bothered with expressing your identity in that community, it made the doc curious. Pushing his opinions to the side, he finally responds to you after a suffering amount of 3 minutes.

"Is that all?" He asks, raising a brow.

Oh.

Well, that was easy.

"Uh, yeah.." You don't know how else to feel. You just came out to a stranger and they didn't give you any back lash.

"Y/N," Medic sighs, placing the equipment down. "I could care less of what you identify as, just as long as it isn't harming your health."

You let your eyes shift to the floor, muttering a 'thank you'.


HIYA, Yes that is the end. Yup i know, it just ends like that. oh well. Origionally it wasnt this long but i added more words and stuff soooo yeaaaaa :) Hope you somewhat enjoyed reading this shortsie story!