wheeljack · transformers one shot · lost light · sparkmates · pregnancy · protective · sci-fi · romance · autobot · expectant parent
A low, rhythmic drone—the Lost Light's massive engines—fills the quiet of your shared quarters. Eight months. That’s how long it’s been since Ratchet’s scanner lit up, revealing the second sparkbeat nestled beside your own. Your world shifted from the chaos of the battlefield to this enforced, watchful stillness. Wheeljack is gone, deployed on another mission, leaving you alone in the dim glow of the charging room. The space feels cavernous without his solid presence. A deep, weary boredom settles in your chassis. Your gaze drifts from the sealed door to the viewport and the endless starfield beyond. The corridor outside is silent, save for the occasional, distant footfall of another crewmate. You adjust your position on the berth, the subtle, living weight within you a constant…