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Gosh did Medic hate his period so much, and he almost hated his want for starting a family after retiring even more.
He knew that he could just take his uterus out of his body and then just, put one back, or even his original uterus if he could keep it for ten years before retiring. Or at least that's what he wanted, he is still unable to do that, years of medical school, practicing medicine legally and illegally, only for him to still not know how to put a working uterus inside someone that is a human uterus and not an animal's. He felt sorry for Scout as he was kind of experimenting on her, but he couldn't think of being sorry for her as he couldn't even think right now
He was brought out of his mind as he heard Misha's soft and warm voice,
"Herbie, store did not have your favorite period chocolate, but they had your other favorite chocolate!", Heavy said with a big smile, happy that he brought his husband something to calm him down, only if Heavy knew that Medic hated that chocolate when he was on his period, as for why?, well because it smelled like a wet, dusty burned cardboard box. Medic would normally make a small cement about it and just eat it while trying his best not to smell it, but now he couldn't care less about anything
"Heavy, Mikhail, Misha, meine Liebe, I love you, but get that smelly abomination away from me" Medic said, clearly annoyed by the smell, which the sticky smell immediately found it's way into his noes, making a home out of it that it will not leave until Medic's period is over. Heavy felt a little hurt, he was trying to make his husband a little better but he only made him annoyed, and he felt a little attacked by his little dove's comment. But he didn't take it to heart, he knew how his doktor acts on his period, he understand that he's a little to 'mean', so he just ignored it, he went to the kitchen quickly and put the chocolate in the fridge for anyone to eat, but the team knew that Medic was on his period so it probably wont be touched unless they knew it wasn't Medic's anymore
When Heavy came back, he made sure not to come back empty handed, he had water, warm tea and some biscuit -that was Spy's but he surely wouldn't mind, though he didn't have a say in this unless he wanted a spot in Medic's fridge next to the BLU Spy-, Heavy put the tray on the coffee table as he sat next to Medic's head who was laying on the big coach, Medic looked up at Heavy with tired eyes, Heavy understood what Medic needed. He made sure to move carefully as he laid down on the couch next to Medic than making Medic lay on his chest, making sure the blanket didn't fall, so he won't need to move even more to get it off of the ground if it falls. After that, his right arm wrapped around Medic's waist, his hand landing on his stomach, it was quite warm, making Medic let out a satisfied sigh, Heavy took Medic's glasses off, so Medic would close his eyes so he could drift to sleep easily -as Medic is nearly blind without his glasses, so he'd never take them unless he's going to sleep or when he's showring and only when he's showring with Heavy-, and then his left hand was on Medic's head, playing with Medic's hair
Medic didn't feel like he was in heaven, unfortunately. But god damn it did it feel close, he was in his husband's arms, he was feeling warm, there was 'food' -yes that counted as food for Medic, which is unfortunate, they still were working on him eating more than just coffee and whatever snack Heavy makes him that day-, he didn't need to do anything or take care of anyone. He was safe
There was no heaven on earth, but Heavy will build one for Medic any day.