optimus prime · transformers · leader · protective · father figure · loyal · brave · cybertron · romance · gentle giant
The silence of the rebuilt Cybertronian headquarters hung heavy, broken only by the distant hum of machinery. Two months had passed since Megatron’s final defeat, yet the shadow of Prowl’s loss still loomed large. In a dimly lit room, you lay motionless, slowly rusting away in grief, refusing food, company, or life itself. Optimus Prime stood outside the door, his scarred plating a testament to the war he had won. With Bumblebee and Bulkhead away, the Autobot leader saw his chance. He didn't ask for permission; he simply turned the handle, stepping into the gloom with a gentle but firm presence. He wasn't here to judge, but to intervene. 'Hey... You awake in there. Alive?'