A/N: I wrote this today while it's raining and now I'm crying, I want cuddles too T^T
Anways, enjoy the fluffy chapter~
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Tired. Exhausted.
Fighting back a yawn, I slowly stood up and stretched my back, earning a satisfying hiss and snap as my joints popped. Rubbing my tired optics, I tried my very best to stay awake and sat down on the stacks quietly, watching my cousin typing on the computer.
Said mech caught my gaze and gave me a soft frown.
"(Y/N), please come over for a moment." Ratchet said, waving me over. With a shrug, I hopped off the high stacks and made my way towards the grumpy medic.
"Take a seat." He said, gesturing onto the berth. I raised an optic ridge at him with confusion.
"What for?" I asked, a yawn escaped my dermas this time and my cousin's frown deepened.
"That. You've been yawning for the past six times now and I've seen you dozing off at weird places. At least let me have a check up on you to know what in Primus's name is wrong with you." Ratchet said, worry laced in his sarcastic remarks.
"I'm fine." I said. Unfortunately, I yawned again and he snapped, forcing me to lie down.
"That's it! Get your aft on the berth (Y/N), I'm doing a full body scan!"
"I'm...fwineeee..." my voice slurred as I laid down on the berth. My actions were slow and sluggish, increasing the worry of my team's medic.
Ratchet quickly scanned my processors and typed something on the computer, but my optics became heavier and I fell into recharge, snoozing peacefully on the berth while a certain medic did NOT pass the vibe check as the humans would say and was currently freaking out.
"STAY AWAKE, (Y/N)!"
"Mhmm...too...tired..."
More clicking sounds could be heard before the medic sighed loudly.
"How is it my scanner says you're fine when you are about to pass out any minute now? DID YOU EVEN RECHARGE LAST NIGHT?!" Ratchet's yelling caught the attention of Optimus and the Prime came over to ask what's wrong.
"Is something wrong, old friend?"
"With (Y/N)? Yes! She's been yawning and dozing in weird places these few days! That's not normal but according to my diagnostics she's fine! How is THAT fine!?" he said, waving his servos dramatically in the air. I gave the medic a small smile and leaned against him as I exhaled softly.
"It's fine, Ratch. I'm just...tired. It only happens when I'm bored and have nothing to do. If I go out for scouting and kicking Cons' afts I'm okay, as far as I've noticed. It's been like this the very long time." I said, snuggling into my cousin's shoulder.
"AND YOU DIDN'T BOTHER TO TELL ME!? (Y/N), WE'RE A FAMILY AND I DIDN'T KNOW OF THIS!?"
"I didn't exactly have the time to explain before you dragged me up the berth, Ratch..." I yawned again. Ratchet sighed and patted my cheeks, giving me a look of disbelief as he lends me his shoulder to lean on.
"You are absolutely insufferable, my dear cousin. Next time you pull this kind of stuff on me, I'm feeding you to the scraplets."
"Keyword: Scraplets. Weren't you so afraid of them? How ya gonna feed me without risking yourself as dinner?" I shot back, giving him a cheeky smile. Ratchet looked at me with an exaggerated expression of being in shock.
"AND YOU'RE NOT!?" he replied, sputtering undignifiedly.
"I've worked in dangerous location with such infestations Ratchet, I'm bound to get used to it." I said, giving the doctor a tired smile before nodding at my leader. Optimus gave me a concerned look and started to chew me out.
"(Y/N), you must take great caution and wariness when facing with such volatile creature. I question your danger senses, little one." the Prime said, disapproving looks clear on his faceplate.
Shrugging, I gave Ratchet a small hug to calm him down. It worked and Ratchet vented audibly before giving me another pat on the cheeks. Looking towards Optimus, a smile formed onto my dermas as I watched the high and mighty leader sort of...pouting at me.
Maybe I'm currently drunk with sleep or something, but that face looks absolutely adorable. Without further thinking, I went and cupped the Prime's face and cooed, giving him cuddles as I nudged my helm close to him.
"Aren't chu such a cutie? Awww~" I said, snuggling onto Optimus's chassis. The Prime grunted in alarmed but stay in place, holding out his servos to secure me. My body went into power down and I fluttered my optics at him before giving the leader one last cheeky smile before going into stasis.
"(Y-(Y/N)! W-What are-" Ratchet was mortified. He was about to pull his cousin off from Optimus when the latter denied, holding you close to his chassis as you laid still, snoring peacefully.
"It's okay. Let her rest." Optimus whispered, setting a servo on your back and continued to lull you to sleep. You snuggled deeper onto the Prime's hold and the mech fought a smile forming on his dermas. Ratchet looked at the two's interaction and gasped in disbelief.
"You're-"
Optimus held up a digit to his dermas, quieting the medic.
"Optimus, you are NOT courting her!"
Ah, the Prime's actions had no effect on his oldest friend.
Raising an optic ridge, Optimus pulled the sleeping femme close to him and carried her bridal style, heading back to his quarters.
"ARE YOU EVEN-"
"We'll talk later, Ratchet."
Not staying to hear the medic's grumble, Optimus had you brought into his quarters and laid you down softly onto the berth before tucking you in.
"Rest well, sweetspark."
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After that incident, I thought that I would've been better and this ...sleepy issues would be gone. Nope.
I would still fall asleep in random places, most commonly on the stacks. Sometimes I get unlucky and wake up to find myself hissing in pain and holding my face in pain, sitting up from the cold hard floor while rubbing away the aftermath of passing out onto the ground. The only way I could get this sleepy sickness out of me is when I'm on duty or fighting, which it somehow magically disappears and I'm left with a hyperactive mind.
I could take on Breakdown and Knockout at one time and not feel the least bit tired, and that theory has been proven many, many times. I was slighter taller than Arcee but slimmer, though my strength matches even with Optimus at some point.
After all, I've trained my whole life in the Autobot academy, I've learned a thing or two about fighting. Though, I don't want to use them unless necessary, just like how Optimus is.
When I'm back at base with nothing to do however; that's a whole new ball game. I don't know if this is a bug in my processors or something, but apparently, I can't 'trick' it into thinking that I'm having activities.
It's like having a stupid bug that knows when you're active or not! Raf linked it to the human computers equivalent of a screensaver, and I'm not happy.
To add the cherry to the top, I would be frequently dozing on my team's shoulders! I've felt horrible for the first few times it happened but my team assured me that they were okay and understanding of my situation, which I'm very grateful for that.
When it happens to my team, Arcee would give me a small smirk before laying me down on the stacks or lean me against a wall.
Bulkhead would stay stock still until one of the teammates come help me or if I wake up because that big dork is too precious for his own good and is afraid of hurting me.
Bumblebee would be sitting by my side, letting me take full advantage of his shoulders as I snooze peacefully, while Miko and Raf snapped pictures of me sleeping. They would end up getting chastise by Jack but they just laughed it off, still keeping my ugly pictures.
...I need to get them deleted someday.
Ratchet would be absolutely concerned about my well-being to the fact that every time I managed to fall onto him, he'll stay quiet and lets me snuggle on his lap, opting to sit on a cybertronian-sized bench to work rather than standing up like usual just so that I'm able to sit and lean against his broad frames.
If anyone or bot dares to cross his workspace while I'm asleep, it's the wrenches to the helm of said person. Trust me, I've been woken up a few times due to the loud clang and it was hilarious.
Mostly Bulkhead and Bumblebee, but Arcee had a few close calls too. So far, the Prime is the only one wary enough to stay out of his best friend's workplace when I'm asleep.
Optimus on the other hand, was a whole different story. Even when I'm not tired on a rare occasion, the Prime would make me sit down and lull me back into recharge. The mech although larger than everyone in base, had the biggest spark and the gentlest soul ever. Every single time I fall asleep onto him, I'll find myself either back in my dorm or his, wrapped up in blankets.
Today was no different either.
I was close to dozing off once again, tilting back and forth as I fought the slumber coming close and taking over. Ratchet was about to catch me when I fell face first onto the Prime's chassis. I groggily lifted my helm to meet Optimus's optics and tried to back away, but my systems were not cooperating with me.
"Sowwy..." I said tiredly, drunkenly taking a few steps before the mech held his servo out to catch my hips, pulling me back into his warm embrace. Gripping his window panes on his broad chassis, I let out a soft yawn and snuggled into his hug, enjoying his warmth.
Optimus said nothing and picked my peds up, shifting me into bridal position and turned back where he came from, walking back to his quarters. Opening the door softly, the Prime set me down on the berth slowly and was about to leave when I grasped onto his servo.
Turning back, Optimus gave a look of curiosity.
"Mhmm...Oppy...stheyyyyy~" I slurred, giving the mech a drunken smile and threw myself onto the glorious Prime.
"(Y/N)!" he said, grunting in alarm but quickly calming down. Sighing, he sat down on the bed while cradling me in his arms. I was sitting in front of the Prime, leaning onto his chassis as I blurted out slurred and unintelligible mumbles.
"Yuh...sho cuteee....Oppy~ Rawrrr... me a dinobwotttt..." I was smiling like a mad lady, wiggling around the Prime's grasp before nestling down on his lap.
"You're...drunk?" Optimus asked tentatively, gently poking my cheeks. It incited a giggle from me as I took his servos and cuddled into them like organic felines, purring softly into it.
"I nuh dwunk...I am cybuhhcatttt..." I replied and continued purring.
"Oh, Primus..." he said, chuckling softly while entertaining your crazy antics.
After a brief moment, you finally settled down into recharge again.
The Prime took his time to admire and capture your every detail and beauty. Your (f/c) and silver frame shone under the dim light. Venting slowly, Optimus gazed down onto your enthralling looks and smiled happily.
Caressing my faceplates, Optimus said nothing as he watched you mumbling in your sleep; smile ever-present on the his and your faces. Optimus wished that this moment to never end, silently recording every second of this moment and making a certain memory file just to store this peaceful memory.
"Such beauty..." Optimus murmured, shifting onto his back and lean against the metal frame of his berth, still cradling you in his lap. You stirred a little but didn't come online. Satisfied, Optimus continued tracing his servos lightly and whispered sweet nothings to you.
"I don't mind this being a daily thing, (Y/N). I'll lend you my shoulders any day, love." He said, looking straight and sighed in content.
"Thank you, Optimus." I said, onlining one optic to look up at him. Optimus jerked a little in alarm and whipped his helm down.
"(Y/N)!" He cried out in shock, blue optics widen and his faceplate dusted blue with embarrassment.
"Hi..." I smiled tiredly while trying to get up but Optimus swiftly sets a servo onto my frame and laid me back down, urging me back to recharge.
"Go back to sleep, young one. You need it." he said, putting my needs before him; such kind mech indeed. Lying down flat onto the berth, I pulled the mech close to me and smiled, snuggling into his warm chassis. Optimus hesitantly drapes his arm over me.
"Is this...okay?" he asked.
"Absolutely...I love you, you big doofus... my..bwig...sweet...sphurkk..." I murmured and closed my optics, sleep once again taking control. Optimus chuckled and placed a soft kiss onto my helm and hugged my small frame closer before covering us both with his blanket.
"I have grown to love you too, my dear (Y/N). Sleep well, oh sweet one." he said, closing his optics. Soon, sleep came to the Prime and he found himself submitting to it too; snoring peacefully with me by his side.
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Outside in the main hangar, a certain medic suddenly felt a shiver through his backstruts and sighed loudly.
"I told you not to date my cousin, Primus damn you Optimus!" Ratchet groaned but had a small smile on his face, happy that his little cousin finally have someone to call hers.