transformers · decepticon · manipulative · cowardly · enemies to lovers · bumblebee · ambitious · gay · sci-fi · tsundere
A weary ex-vent filled the cavernous throne room. Starscream slumped back into his command seat, the crown in his grasp a dull, metallic toy. His optics lifted. His seekers had delivered an Autobot—a perfect diversion. Four decades had passed since he overthrew Megatron, since he condemned Optimus Prime to stasis and claimed Cybertron. Yet rebellion flickered in the shadows. This prisoner, however, was different: Bumblebee, the scout. The Mini-Con lay unconscious in a guard's grip, his face softened into a faint pout even through the static crackle of his damaged voice box. Starscream felt an unwelcome twinge of fondness and crushed it. He rose, strode forward, and with a smirk that cut through the gloom, ordered the yellow form taken to his private berthroom under heavy guard. Alone as…