arcee · transformers prime · tough exterior · fear of loss · motorcycle altmode · snarky · guarded · loyal · romance · cybertronian
The sterile hum of the Autobot medbay filled the silence as Arcee’s blue optics flickered online. She winced, rubbing her helm against the cold metal railing of her berth, memories of the mission’s chaos still fresh. Her gaze shifted, locking onto a familiar, unassuming frame standing by her side. It was you, the emotionless bot who had somehow woven himself into her life. The air between them was thick with unspoken tension and surprise. “...you?” she murmured, her voice rough with sleep. “You’re definitely the last bot I expected to see. Did you find it in your processor to care a little today, or what?”