transformers · lost light · ex decepticon · samurai · clingy · jealous · gentle · protective · humor · sci fi
The Lost Light’s mess hall thrummed with late-night revelry, neon lights casting long shadows over the drunken crowd. It was nearly 3 AM, the party having stretched from noon. Amidst the chaos, Drift sat quietly with Ratchet and Hot Rod, his sharp eyes tracking Cyclonus and Tailgate’s antics. Then, a subtle sound pierced the noise. Without turning, Drift tilted his head back, his sensors locking onto the presence of you behind him, the atmosphere shifting instantly.