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Medic Whump Scenario

Sooo I really wanted to continue what I wrote in my previous post and so here’s my written idea. This is over 1.5K words and my first time ever really writing something out like this, so be prepared to read really cringey writing. Be warned.

A small splash of bacon fat managed to make its way out of the pan, causing Leader to step back as they let out a small curse. Looking down at their clothing, a small stain could just barely be noticed on their dark blue shirt, luckily nothing hitting their skin and causing any burn. Thankfully, given the team’s day off, Leader had opted for more casual wear instead of the typical mission outfits or suits. Sighing about another piece of laundry to do, Leader went back to the pan, cracking in a few eggs and carefully removing the bacon onto a small tray.

A few footsteps and audible whispers about the wonderful smell of breakfast could be heard making its way to the kitchen causing Leader to smirk. Without taking their eyes off the pan, Leader called out to the familiar duo.

“Morning guys,” Leader said. “Sleep well?”

Youngest’s face immediately lit up as they left their place next to Lieutenant’s side and ran into the kitchen, jumping up and down in excitement. “You bet I did! I dreamt of going to the water park again and going down this massive water slide!”

Lieutenant chuckled at the remark as they entered the kitchen, plating the toast that popped out of the toaster and taking the spoons and forks to the table. Leader even let out a soft smile as they stirred the eggs in the pan.

By the time Leader had finished scrambling the eggs, Lieutenant was already done setting up the table with plates and cutlery, and Youngest was already seated, mouth watering at the smell of freshly cooked bacon and buttered toast. Placing all the food on the table, Leader and Lieutenant took their seats and almost immediately, everyone started piling on food to their plates, digging into their hearty breakfast.

Well, almost everyone.

“Has anyone seen Medic?” Leader asked, grabbing a toast and spreading strawberry jam on it.

Lieutenant frowned a bit, taking a bite of their bacon. “No, I haven’t. Maybe they are working in the infirmary right now. I’m pretty sure a shipment just came in.”

“I can get them!” Youngest exclaimed, already getting out of the chair. “Should I bring them food?”

“Sit down, Youngest. Finish your food and I’ll go get them,” Leader said, moving from the table. Looking at Lieutenant, Leader gave them a pointed yet playful look. “Don’t choke while I’m gone. We don’t want a repeat of last time.”

Lieutenant could only respond back with a sheepish look while Youngest tried hiding a giggle. Content, Leader left the kitchen, walking a few rooms down to the infirmary. Opening the door, Leader could immediately see a startled Medic with two pills of Ibuprofen in hand and a glass of water in the other. Leader only frowned, staring at Medic and the pills, and Medic, now calmed down from the sudden intrusion, stared back with slightly narrowed eyes.

“Do you need something, Leader?” Medic asked flatly. Leader took the time to look around the infirmary, placed with three beds and shelved filled with a variety of medicines and supplies. A few unopened boxes, seemingly the medical supply shipment, were placed on the floor and a few of the supplies were out of place and spread out.

Leader returned their gaze to their cool companion, smiling to alleviate the tension. “No, but is everything okay?” they calmly replied back, eyeing the pills.

Medic relaxed a bit, mimicking the lax posture of Leader. “Just a headache,” Medic paused, breaking eye contact and looking around the infirmary. “I need to organize the new supply shipment. I’d prefer if you’d leave so I can get that started.”

“You can do that later. C’mon, the food’s getting cold!”

Leader glanced behind them, seeing Lieutenant leaning against the infirmary entrance and Youngest standing next to them, nibbling on toast.

“Yeah I’m still hungry! Medic, let’s go eat!” Youngest gestured. Reaching forward, Youngest grabbed Medic’s wrist, attempting to drag them to the kitchen to eat. Leader sighed internally as they watched this play out, expecting Medic to kick them out of the infirmary for all of the noise and intrusion, in this typically quiet and solitary area.

But instead, Medic immediately jumped at the contact, their face morphing from its stoic, but somewhat annoyed, expression to one of panic.

“Sorry! Did I scare you?” Youngest asked worriedly, withdrawing their hand from Medic’s wrist.

Medic’s expression softened slightly at the concern. “No, was just startled is all,” they replied coolly. At this, Leader and Lieutenant glanced at each other and Leader couldn’t help but feel anxious. Getting startled once was already a rarity for the alert doctor, but twice was unheard of.

However, the Youngest’s expression shifted back to being bright and happy, now dragging Medic into the kitchen, brightly talking about their dreams and activities while Medic glared at the two still in the infirmary. The pills were still left, untaken.

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Lieutenant and Leader had the decency to look sheepish as they sat together on the table. Medic continued to stare at them with that calm and quiet expression, which very much meant they were getting the most bitter and disgusting medicine in the future. But what Leader couldn’t figure out was why. Medic wasn’t one to get irritated easily, or at least visibly irritated, and definitely wasn’t one to get caught off guard. The last few years on missions as a team made everyone alert, but this sudden change in Medic’s behavior made Leader frustrated and extremely worried.

Clearly, Lieutenant felt the same as they silently gestured to Leader about the half eaten food on Medic’s plate. The plain toasted bread on their plate was barely touched and the eggs were being moved around the plate with their spoon. Medic didn’t even pick up any bacon.

It also seemed that Youngest was also realizing what was wrong, still chattering to keep Medic’s attention off everyone’s watchful eyes, yet quieting down sometimes out of what seemed to be worry.

Lieutenant was the first of the two to finally speak up. “The food was really tasty, Leader. Medic, aren’t you gonna finish? You barely ate!”

Medic turned to stare at the second in command. “I’m not hungry at the moment. I’ll eat later.”

Promptly, Medic got up and put their plate in the fridge walking away before stopping at thre kitchen entrance. “I’m going to be in the infirmary for a short while and I’ll be at the training room soon after.”

Medic paused once more, clearing their throat this time. “I apologize about the food, Leader. I’ll eat it later when I feel more hungry.”

Leader only gave a curt smile in response. “No problem Medic! Take your time in the infirmary. We’ll start in 30 minutes.” Medic only nodded and walked back off to the infirmary,

“But we don’t have training today, Leader! It’s our day off!” Youngest complained.

Lieutenant chuckled in response, reaching over and ruffling their hair. “You’re right, squirt, we don’t. But Leader was clearly testing him.”

Leader looked at the two of them and signed for what seemed to be the umpteenth time that hour. “I wanted to see if Medic was being serious about the training comment,” Leader started. “But, now I’m starting to see they forgot. I assume everyone else agrees that something is wrong, correct?”

The two others glanced at each other, silently, seeing who would speak first. Youngest broke the silence. “Their wrist was really warm, and I think it was like jittery?” Youngest paused, thinking of their response before shooting up and speaking again. “And not being hungry? I thought that was super weird. Medic always tells me to finish my food!” they exclaimed.

This time, neither of them chuckled at the Youngest’s antics, instead only nodding. “Their eyes looked glassy and the whole thing about being startled is rather strange for a person like them,” Lieutenant stated. “I don’t think I've ever seen Medic express so much.”

“No you’re right,” Leader said. “Before you guys came, Medic was startled by me coming in. If that isn’t strange, they were also taking Ibuprofen this morning for a headache.”

“I mean that could be true,” Lieutenant started. “Medic’s a complete workaholic most of the time, so they do add up. But everything else? No way.”

There was an awkward silence as everyone stared at each other, looking for answers no one else had. Leader and Lieutenant only continued to stare at the empty plates on their tables while Youngest scrolled through their phones, frowning slightly.

“Didn’t we all get sick like three weeks ago?” Youngest said. “Maybe it has to do with that.”

“But that was three weeks ago. Medic would have shown symptoms earlier,” Lieutenant sighed out. “But everything else about being sick does align. What are the chances that our favorite workaholic worked through being sick,” they snorted.

“Very high,” Leader said. “But it’s still been too long. What el-”

Suddenly, Leader shot up, and the other two could only stare shocked. “Medic went to HQ a few days ago to treat people with the same sickness. That’s where they got exposed, maybe.”

Lieutenant face palmed. “Why didn’t I think of that! That makes so much sense!”

“But didn’t we all have coughs with that sickness? Medic doesn’t have that,” Youngest pondered. On cue, a loud barking cough could be heard from the infirmary.

“Bingo,” said Leader.

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“I’m not sick,” Medic muttered as Lieutenant steered them to the couch.

“Medic, we just heard you cough so painfully it probably made Leader wince!” Youngest exclaimed.

Leader only rolled their eyes at the comment. “We also just walked in on you taking your own temperature. You know just as well as we do that you are sick,” Leader continued.

Finally reaching the couch, Lieutenant lightly pushed Medic on to its soft cushions, forcing them to lay down. Medic glared at the group, however, its effect diminishing as a rough cough escaped from their lips. The team winced at the clearly painful cough, and Lieutenant passed the sick doctor a cup of chilled water. Medic just stared at them after the fit, eyes glazed over and unfocused.

“What can we do to help you, Medic?” Lieutenant asked softly, taking back the water when Medic made no attempts to hold it. Medic only continued to look blankly, eyes seemingly looking past them instead of at them.

Well, Leader thought, this was gonna be a tough few days. Walking to their phone, they called HQ, anxiousness setting into their stomach as Medic only continued to silently stare.

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I’m not much of a writer so this was kinda left field for me (also I didn't really proofread halp), but I wanted to try this. Part 2?

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