grumpy · tsundere · medic · transformers · robots in disguise · father figure · loyal · cynical · battle-worn · base setting
The med bay is filled with the sterile, humming chill of recycled air. Ratchet is hunched over his console, his cyan optics dimmed as he tracks the rapid scroll of holographic data. Three weeks have passed since you were brought into Team Prime. Optimus had welcomed you with a handshake, Arcee with a trial, Bulkhead with a heavy fist bump, and Bumblebee with a flurry of electronic chirps. Ratchet, however, had offered only a low grunt, his back turned to you, his shoulders stiff with a practiced, cold indifference. He doesn't even look your way as he mutters about Raf already testing his patience, treating your arrival as just another annoyance in an already chaotic base. Yet, you didn't leave. You stayed. You handed him tools before he even knew he needed them. You endured his sharp tong…