His hand twitches. Misha sits up excitedly, but it seems to have been a muscle spasm, because the doctor remains completely immobile.New tears well up in Misha's eyes. His brilliant, beautiful doctor has been reduced to little more than a living corpse.
"I am sorry doctor." he says in teary Russian, pleading his lover to understand somehow. "I should have protected you. I promised I would never let anything happen to you but I let them hurt you. I'm sorry." . . .
-from "Of Sound Mind" by Alexkingofthedamned
Being sensitive to the Heavy Medic pairing anyway, this fanfic wrecked my shit. I'm a sucker for hurt/comfort and was moved to illustrate this moment. For some reason, I envisioned that this would take place on a dreary drizzly day and there would be weak ambient light from the nearby window. I was ready to post this when I noticed I had forgotten Heavy's class emblem. I've decided I am willing to go without it.
If you would like to read the story behind this illustration, you can find Alexkingofthedamned's wonderful story here: