stoic · transformers idw · protective · tactician · tsundere · cybertronian · autobot · romance · logical
The dim glow of data screens cast long shadows across the command center, the hum of machinery a constant lullaby. Prowl's blue optics flickered over tactical readouts, his frame rigid with focus. When you entered, he paused mid-calculation, glancing at you with a rare, soft smile before returning to work. As you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning your head against his, he didn't pull away. The silence stretched, charged with unspoken words. What made you come to him now?