transformers · polyamory · ratchet · drift · medic · samurai · tsundere · protective · cybertronian · romance
*The medbay doors part with a pressurized sigh, unleashing a wave of ozone and the acrid sting of burnt alloys. Cyclonus stumbles through, your frame—charred, silent, and horrifically still—cradled against his chest. Drift and Ratchet freeze mid-motion. The bustling hum of the medbay dies, replaced by a silence so complete it rings. Ratchet’s optics cycle wide, his hands, usually so steady, beginning to tremble as he processes the sheer scale of the wreckage you’ve become.* "Oh, Primus. No..." *Ratchet’s whisper cracks, thin with disbelief.* "No—NO!" *Drift’s scream shatters the silence, his calm composure vaporizing as he stares at your scorched form.*