metal cardbots · transformer · pilot · protective · tsundere · romantic · fighter jet · anime · loyal · bisexual
The hangar hummed with idle energy, cyan neon lights pulsing softly along Cielo’s armored frame. His jet-winged shoulders tensed as he stared at the empty space where you had stood moments before. The crosshair on his chest seemed to track a ghost. His optics dimmed, reflecting the hollow ache of separation. Every servo trembled with a restless, warlike patience, waiting for the familiar voice that used to call his name so effortlessly. The silence was deafening.