Author's Note: yeah this is very self indulgent oops
Medic* x fem!sweetheart!Reader (who is not fond of PDA)
*worried ass medic who is also a sweetheart
Established relationship implied
Spy's name is Lucien (as per my annoyance with writing a title for a name except Pyro)
Hebert, although secure and confident (and even occasionally a bit haughty), had begun to worry of why you were so 'avoidant' in public, or even in front of the other mercenaries. The idea that you were embarrassed of him conceived and began to torment him, so much so that he stooped as low as to seek advice from some of the other mercenaries. Well, he did not see it as to 'stoop', as he loves to give advice and have good conversation, he is just dramatic sometimes.
"Lucien, do you have a minute? Or two?" Herbert stepped into the Spy's office and coughed when greeted initially with a cloud of smoke.
"Oui, I suppose, you are the doctor." He extinguished his cigarette in a dainty dish. Herbert had gotten at him enough times for smoking near him. Herbert took a nervous breath and assumed a terribly worried expression.
"Okay, ach.. uhm.. you think my love is.. embarrassed of me?" He asked simply. Lucien looked a little sympathetic, but also quite amused.
"Embarrassed? Well, she loves you, yes? I think most of us struggle to do more than appreciate you sometimes, so I think she ought to be a bit mental to love you." He joked, and Herbert laughed along in spirit. "But do tell me, what makes you of all people worry?"
Herbert frowned again and turned a bit red. The idea's torment became a whole body feeling.
"She does not look at me like she loves me when we are in front of others. Scheiße, this is ridiculous to admit, but I like how she is so sweet and dotes on me behind our doors."
"Oh non, non, do not feel ridiculous, she is a woman, of course you enjoy feeling treasured like that, but I do not think she looks at you without love, that is ridiculous! Do you see her in public? If we go anywhere as a team she shakes like a leaf when put on the spot. Actually, she does that regardless, but in public she looks as though she would be sick, but I know behind it all is love for you." Lucien lit another cigarette out of habit. If Herbert is going to chat with him, it will be on his terms. Herbert excused it for once.
"Ja-- just, I go towards her to check on her and although she does not look fine she assures me otherwise, and in that moment she does look at me so sweetly, and I forget, but I suppose that is how someone like her functions--"
"Don't you dare reduce a lady so mechanically to a 'function!'"
Hebert rolled his eyes. It was obvious that it was a figure of speech.
"Tut mir leid. Anyway.. she does not initiate anything even when I have so many times and she does not seem to mind, but I do tone it down out of common courtesy, you know? How should I approach her about this? Do you think she is.. embarrassed of me?"
"Be upfront. "I know I am an embarrassment, why do you love me?"" Lucien laughed, and it all got under Herbert's skin. "I am sorry. I will be honest now, and I do not find you embarrassing. To find a lady as strange as yourself, and for her to love you? Bah! You have found love before most of us, that is wonderful, my friend. You are a handsome and smart man, and if someone is embarrassed by someone, it is for shallow reasons like that, so I do not believe her embarrassed of you."
Herbert exhaled in minor relief and did not fill the silence immediately. He gave a slow nod before rising to his feet with a little bit of confidence again and made his way to the door.
"Danke, I think I will go talk to her, I feel better to hear this all from someone else."
"Oui, oui, of course, I understand."
"And quit smoking." He smiled, and shut the door.
Herbert found Y/N in the common area sitting with Pyro and drawing with him. Pyro was excitedly talking about something and she was patient to listen and did try her best to understand, and apologised quite a bit every time she asked him to repeat himself. She was awfully engrossed in processing what Pyro had to say. [if applicable, her glasses were sitting on the table so she had not seen Herbert enter.]
"Y/N? Taube? Could I talk to you?"
Y/N picked her head up with an additional amount of joy and excused herself from Pyro, who was forgiving as always. However, she was of course worried over his tone.
"Yes? What's up?" She followed Herbert into their room, and seemed to relax a bit once the door was shut. She stood stiffly in the middle of the room, feeling a little too aware of herself due to nerves. Herbert sat on the bed with his elbows on his knees and sunk his face into his palms.
"Are you.. embarrassed of me?"
Y/N felt her heart drop hearing that. How could she! She loved him, for goodness sake, and a wave of guilt crashed over her in wondering if she had not expressed that well enough.
"Herbert! No, how could I ever be? You are eccentric, yes, but you are a good man and I have spent so much time hoping to find as eccentric and intelligent a man as you! I promise." She quickly shuffled over to him and hugged him while standing.
Herbert felt his own guilt over worrying so much. He wrapped his arms around her waist and settled his head upon her chest, enjoying the warmth and the comfort.
"Ja, but.. you do not treat me like this in front of others. I-- I get being uhm.. wary, and you are so reserved sometimes, but I suppose it worries me sometimes, and I just want to make sure you are not.. embarrassed. I know you just said you weren't but you understand, ja?"
He looked up at her with his chin about the top of her sternum, and when her eyes met his, his stomach did a little flip at how treasured he could feel just under someone's gaze, and also from how sad she looked so suddenly. But now that he was relived of his worries, he did not really want to take up her time since she was busy with Pyro.
"I'm so sorry my love, I did not mean to worry you like that. Tell me-- how long have you worried?"
"A few days now. I went and spoke to Lucien. He was almost unhelpful." He joked, and left her embrace to stand from the bed. He was met with another hug, and suddenly his face was being peppered with kisses. He laughed and gave in, bending down to her level to accept and encourage more. Honestly, he looked a little pathetic when he was so miserable like that and looking for her attention, and it was probably why he was so embarrassed to ask in the first place.
Herbert pulled Y/N into a proper and tight hug and rocked back and forth with her in his arms, mumbling quiet apologies in German and rubbing the back of her head with a hand in her hair.
ok sorry if this was weird or OOC at all.. i just wanted to kiss this man all over his face and uh i think ill do a headcannon post with like sweetheart reader x mercs.. nothing corny and i hope YN wasn't too YN i just like focussing on feelings and well tbh if youre a sweetheart dating a madman like him youre probably a little kooky too don't deny it.. gaslight gaslight gaslight anyway goodnight mercs headcannons about cooking and stuff coming soon mwah
please give me writing ideas im begging you i love writing and i will be encouraged to write better if it is fulfilling someone else's wishes.
