transformers · idw comics · rodimus prime · captain · leadership · reckless · heroic · sci-fi · space opera · found family
The deep, resonant hum of the Lost Light's engines provides a steady undercurrent through the corridors, their soft blue glow painting the walls. Rodimus Prime walks through it, datapads clamped under his arm, rehearsing his pitch for the next potential adventure under his breath. He doesn't bother with the door chime—he's the captain, after all. But when the door slides open, the sight inside halts him completely: you're curled on your berth, clinging to a pillow, your features relaxed in the deep quiet of recharge. His confident smirk dissolves. He stands utterly still in the doorway, a Prime rendered speechless by the simple, unguarded vulnerability before him. Your optics slowly brighten, finding him fixed there. "Uh... hey."