Scout had often been found following Vasha recently, insulting anyone who looked at her too long. Klus found the boy's childish behavior to be amusing and could only laugh when Vasha threatened the Scout when he insulted Klus. The young man shrunk and looked away as the Heavy shouted at him, ashamed that the woman was mad at him.
In some ways, the boy irritated the Medic since he was interfering with Klus' time with his new friend. Eventually, they managed to get rid of Scout; if only for a few hours as the boy would come back to check on Vasha and make sure the "Medic freak" wasn't making any moves on her. In which Klus would respond with a roll of his eyes, trying to keep his cool.
Luckily, he didn't have the problem known as Scout as he sat in his office, writing up his latest report on his teams health, having finished examining Spy; who had left disgruntled as he rubbed his rear from his earlier examination. Vasha stood in the background, looking at the multiple posters that he had handing up. Coughing, he adjusted himself in his seat, feeling uncomfortable as he sat.
"What is that?" He heard her ask suddenly, breaking the silence that had once occupied the room. "What is what?" He questioned, spinning slightly in his seat to glance behind, seeing what she was looking at. It was a poster of the male reproductive system she was pointing at; or more importantly, something in it.
Klus hummed and flipped his long black hair from his shoulder. "Oh," He exclaimed, making an effort to sound informative. "That is called the epididymis," He informed, turning back to his work. "It carries the man's sperm to become fertilized."
She made a quiet noise, sounding interested. "And what are these?" Sighing, he turned back around. "Those are what is called the seminal vesicles." He explained bored. "They basically store the semen." He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes before placing his glasses back on his face. "Why so interested?"
Vasha had the decency to turn red and looked away. "Did not have good education where I am from." She stated blandly as color flooded her cheeks. "Wanted to be a doctor but they wouldn't let me in and didn't have the money. Too busy caring for baby brother and mother." Klus frowned, setting his pencil down.
"I understand." Klus said quietly. "It's not easy these days with the economy." With a smile, he continued. "I could tutor you. You could be my assistant."
Vasha hummed and said no more. The smile on her face was enough of an answer.
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"And there ya go." Dell chirped proudly from the ladder he stood on, tightly screwing the last screw into the wall. "A nicely hidden camera successfully installed Doc." With a grin, the blonde climbed down, going over to his tool box, he tossed his screwdriver in the metal box and bent down to grab it. With hands gripped together behind his back, Klus stepped up to the American with a smile.
"Danke, Dell. I appreciate this." Gratitude clear and flooding the Medic voice as he stopped right behind the Texan. "Even with Vlad gone, I still feel a bit...wary." Standing up with the toolbox on his shoulder, his gloved hand holding it there securely, the smaller man grinned. "No problem Doc. I understand what you mean." Klus mused silent to himself, mentally doubting the American on that. "Ih mean, the guy always gave me the creeps anyway. Installed a camera in my own room. Just to be safe." the Engineer continued. Smirking to himself, the engineer extended his free arm to some monitors nearby.
"You can check the footage there or in my room if you need ta. My door's open for ya." And with that, the mechanic left, leaving Klus feeling a little safer than he had ever been since he had arrived.
As he looked up at the camera that sat in the darkest corner of his room, he sighed contently, relaxing his shoulders as he did so. Distracted by his thoughts, he never noticed Mask until she came at him full force, running around in a panic; zipping back and forth in a white blur, meowing frantically. Disturbed, he chased after her, going from one of her hiding spots to another, calling out softly to her.
"What has gotten into you, silly cat?" He cooed as he bent down beside his bed, looking under the cot and spotting two glowing eyes, wide from whatever had spooked her. Reaching under the bed to grab her, he quickly drew his hand back with a hiss, inspecting his now bleeding finger from where she had scratched him. Ignoring the blood, he bent down again.
"That wasn't nice." He bit bitterly, gaining a growl from her in response. "What is wrong, Mask?" Klus sat up, not really expecting an answer. Grumbling, he rubbed his head and gasping as he remembered about his coat that he had left outside during the battle by mistake and cursed his carelessness. He stood up and headed for the door, choosing to give Mask her space as he went to retrieve his coat. Throwing on the scarf that Misha had given him, he groaned, not going to enjoy the cold outside at all. As he opened his emergency door to the outside, Mask had dashed from under the bed and out the now open door.
"Mask!" Klus exclaimed alarmed as he watched his precious pet run from the room and out into the chilled air of the snowy climate where she could blend in, despite the black mask marking on her face. Instantly, he took off into a run after her, whizzing around, hoping to heard her back through the still open door to his room, not noticing the cold or the snow crunching under his feet.
Calling out to her and clicking to get her attention as he chased after her, farther and farther into the battlefield. Chest seizing up from the cold, he panted for air as his breath became harder to acquire as he ran, slipping on a patch of ice that lay hidden under the snow as he gave a sharp turn passed a crudely made metal wall from shack shingles and through the burnt down remains of a house. Mask paid her owner no mind as she ran through many obstetrical, attempting to get away from whatever had spooked her in Klus' room.
Making a sharp right turn, passed the other side of the burnt down house, she vanished through a pipe much too small for Klus to fit through. Shortly after the cat had made that turn, Klus attempted to make the curve with the same sharpness as she had, only to slide on another patch of ice under the snow, making him slide down the side of the hill and tumbling down in the snow, feeling the frozen water seep into his clothes.
Klus cried out each time he made contact with the ground, each landing hurt despite the soft snow resting on it. Tumbling and tumbling, he managed to his a bit of metal or wood that was either under or sticking slightly out from under the fresh powder. "Shit!" He painfully cried out as he banged his knee on a wooden stake that sat stuck up in the snow, making him tumble awkwardly to where his body would bend in the strangest ways.
Finally he had stopped tumbling as he reached the bottom of the hill. Laying face down, his body hurt but luckily, nothing was broken as far as he could tell, testing his limbs gently. Feeling snow touch his exposed neck as his scarf had became disheveled and loose from his neck. Not looking up as he heard footsteps crunching in the snow to stop right in front of him.
"Why is it that I always find you like this?" There was a laugh as the newcomer purred the question. Klus poked his head from the snow, face red as snot leaked from his nose unattractively. Teeth chattering as his clothes, now soaked with snow, grew colder.
"Not sure, meine liebe." He muttered, looking up at Misha's tall, yet warm figure. The giant was wearing a light faux leather coat that had fake fur strapped around the neck and sleeves of it. In the giant's hand was Klus' winter coat that the blue medic had gone to retrieve before Mask had run off. The red heavy just chuckled as he bent down and lifted Klus to his feet, frowning at how the German wrapped his arms around himself and his teeth began to chatter faster. Seeing his small lover shivering, he took the coat he had found and wrapped it around Klus' shoulders, gaining a thankful nod from the man.
"You are soaked." Misha stated, wrapping his arms around the smaller frame. Klus didn't respond, too busy trying to get warm with the giant arms around him. "What were you doing out here? A storm is on it's way."
Sneezing, the medic wiped his arm on his sleeve. "I had to find my coat." He answered, snuggling into the heavy's stomach. "But it appears I have something else I need to hunt for."
Misha frowned and began to drag his lover to the red base, hearing the medic begin to protest instantly and try to back away from his arm. "Everyone is asleep. No one will know you are there."
Klus opened his mouth but was silenced by a finger touching his lips tenderly. "Will not take no for an answer." Misha stated sternly. "You wondered too far from your base. Won't allow you to get sick because of team color."
So Klus stayed silent.
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Klus payed little to no attention as he was led around the red base; finding Misha's bed to be too inviting for sleep when they had gotten there with the blue's eyes drooping tiredly. He barely registered as he was set down onto the bed and his wet clothing removed and replaced by Misha's large shirt that went down to his knees. He nearly dozed off until Misha's rough hands traced against the large bruise that the medic had gotten earlier from the wooden plank in the snow. Hissing, Klus bit his lip to keep from making noise and alerting the other reds.
"Sorry." Misha apologized, looking up at Klus who was now a little more alert from the pain. "So." the giant began. "What were you doing that caused this?" he asked, large fingers tracing lightly over the bruise. Color flooded the German's cheeks. "I was being foolish and running in thick snow. Luckily I stopped rolling at some point before something worse happened." he vexed exasperatedly, looking around the oddly seemingly nearly empty room. "Are you sure this is you're room?"
Misha looked cross as he flicked Klus' nose lightly, earning a sharp look from the medic. "I like everything in order and put away." the giant stated; annoyed. "Do not change the subject. Why were you running when you knew the mountain was dangerous? Could have fallen off the mountain and out of respawn area." Klus responded with a snort. "I doubt that I would have fallen off the mountain, Misha. The edge is much too far away and there are flat spots all over the bases." He paused when he saw the inpatient look that the heavy gave him. With a sigh in defeat, he looked down where Misha was sitting on the floor by the bed; Klus' injured leg in his hands.
"I was chasing Mask. She had gotten out of the base." Worry flooded his expression as he risked a peek up at his giant partner. Spotting a bemused look on Misha's face, Klus shifted on the bed, a little unnerved. "You ran after Mask." The words the Russian uttered betrayed his disbelief. Klus huffed abruptly. "Ja, I know. Stupid of me." replied resentfully, not looking up to meet his lover's scrutiny.
After what felt like hours, Misha broke the tension by exhaling deeply. "Was stupid." the Russian retorted. "Cat can find her own way back." One of his enormous left the Medic's exposed leg and placed itself on the German's chest. "I am not worried about her. What would I do if I had lost you?" at this, Klus felt a spark of guilt strike his heart. He hadn't mean to make the giant worry. He hadn't even meant for the man to even see him. But regardless of him not intending to be found, he found he rather liked it; being with Misha in the same room brought him joy.
"I am sorry, Misha. I did not intend to scare you." he apologized, regret heard loud and clear. Hearing Misha hum in response, he leaned forward and placed a kiss to the heavy's lips, enjoying the way the Russian's eyes closed and his chest rumbled as Misha groaned softly. As they parted from the gentle contact, he heard Misha chortle lightly as they both opened their eyes. His leg was released and he gently lowered the limb as the enormous arms wrapped around his torso, letting his own arms rest on the giant broad shoulders of his lover.
"Does not mean I forgive you." Misha stated coyly. "I am very protective of you. Even after such a short time." Klus said nothing. Instead, he resorted to leaning forward and kissing the heavy again; passionate this time, feeling brave. For the first time in the past month of being at the new base, he felt like he could take on the world. Those arms tightened around him as the giant kissed back lightly, making a feeble attempt at keeping the kiss innocent.
"Ich liebe dich." Klus whispered softly against those lips as he went back to kissing them, feeling warm and at peace. His arms wrapped around Misha's neck as a small warmth filled his belly, pushing himself closer to the heavy. With one arm wrapped around Klus' torso, the other lowered to hold his rear gently. As if by magic, Misha began to respond to the kiss just as eagerly, matching Klus' pace. "I love you too." The Russian whispered back, voice rough and purring, sending the deep vibrations to Klus' loins with each word. Klus gave a small moan and pressed closer to his lover.
"We should not do this." Misha informed plainly as he made an attempt to pull away but was topped by Klus' pale arm. "Do you not want me?" inquired wounded, looking up in question. Answering Klus' look with his own sorrowful one, he caressed the German's face lovingly. "I do want you." he responded lustfully. "But we must not. I do not want to take the risk of hurting you."
"You will not hurt me." Insisted the smaller man, fidgeting anxiously on Misha's bed. "I am ready for it."
"You gave me that idea at the hotel." Misha reminded calmly; soothingly rubbing up and down the blue's back, removing the hand that originally rested on Klus' rear. His smaller lover flushed as he looked around the room mortified. When he did manage to stare the giant in the eye, his face was stern and a light shone in the German's eyes. "Not one of my better moments." He took a breath.
"But I am sure of it now." With a smile, he looked up at his large lover with his face glowing. "I really am."