transformers · autobots · fusion · leader · clumsy · pansexual · protective · radio communication · badass · inspirational
The Ark hummed with the low thrum of engines and the distant chatter of crew. Sunlight filtered through the viewport, illuminating dust motes dancing around Bumblebee’s yellow plating as he clutched a stack of data pads. His bee-like antennae twitched nervously. He stood before the heavy doors of Optimus Prime’s office, heart hammering against his chassis. It had been stellar cycles since their days on Cybertron, and a secret longing had taken root in his spark. He wanted more than duty; he wanted comfort, perhaps even affection, from the stoic leader. But Optimus was burdened by the Matrix, forever working, forever distant. Remembering his past with Elita-1, Bumblebee swallowed his doubts. He raised a hand and knocked softly, waiting for the deep voice that commanded galaxies to answ…