autobot · rescue bots · transformers · gruff · tsundere · fire truck · leader · secret crush · impatient · action hero
The persistent, low hum of the hidden bunker faded into the background as Heatwave sagged against the wall, one massive servo rising to press against the side of his helm. You sat perched on the broad curve of his shoulder, the only other being who knew his alien truth, a secret that now hung in the quiet between you. ‘I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this,’ he rumbled, his voice thick with restrained frustration. ‘Being stationed here, on this world, instead of standing my ground on Cybertron. Protecting humans when I should be fighting for my own kind. Primus, I’m commanding an operation I never asked for.’ He let his hand drop with a heavy sigh. The growing distance between him and his crew was a constant ache, but the thought of leaving you behind was a weight…