rodion | the battle of the feels

( Which only makes Shockwave smile at him, hand ghosting down the side of Optimus' helm fondly. He's so glad for this chance - one he thought he'd never have.

And-- and-- )

You're quite the handsome bot, Optimus.

( Look, he can flatter him too! )

Coming from you, that means something.

[His head rests in that hand, as if putting his life in that palm. It shows in the way his optics dim slightly, although still focused on the Senator.]

Because your attention's the only one I've been searching for.

You've had it, Optimus. Ever since we first met, it's been yours.

( A whispered confession, because speaking too loudly would ruin the moment as far as Shockwave is concerned. This - this feels dangerously close to being a point they can't return from. As if he would want to. Orion... Optimus.. Ever since that moment where he'd given him a name he found more fitting, Shockwave couldn't imagine focusing on anyone else. )

Four million unfeeling years cannot change that.

[Those words...Optimus's eyes close when he hears that. It's like a wash of relief over him, and it shows in his plating. The way it relaxes into Shockwave's hold.

And a soft purr escaping his engine.]

Then...

You would stay with me.

[It's hard to put into words what he's asking from Shockwave. It was such an awkward time to bring it up. Maybe it was too soon to even consider. But the last time he waited...Shockwave had slipped through his fingers.]

( It doesn't matter how he's saying it, or what exactly he's asking - the answer is the same no matter what: )

For as long as you wish.

( Optimus shouldn't even have to ask. Shockwave would no sooner leave his Prime's side now that he's been returned to himself and to Optimus than he would rip out his own spark. )

[For as long as you wish.

Optimus never wanted to be separated from him, now. All those years that could have been. They could have had four million if the Institute hadn't gotten ahold of him. If Orion had found him.

Protected him.

So many years gone, but they did have now. Now...

Optimus is going to be a little impulsive. His opposite hand reaches up, unclasping that faceplate and letting it fall to the side. His body lurches up a little, to turn to the side while not moving his legs. A hand goes under the Senator's chin, tilting it up ever so slightly to meet up with his lips.]

Until we cease to exist, then.

[One smaller nudge of his finger, enough to press their lips into one another's.]

( The surprise on Shockwave's face vanishes with the kiss that he can't help but melt into, one hand coming up to brush against Optimus' audials. But he can't help the pleased hum of his engines either, nor the reluctance with which he pulls back slightly. Not too, far, because it's not a rejection - far from it. )

If the Afterspark exists, I will follow you even there.

( He swears it. )

[And for the first time in what feels like forever, Optimus smiles. A true, genuine smile. For one night, he could be truly happy, sitting here under the stars with someone who he would give his spark to for the rest of his life.

His lips don't stray far from him, only letting out a soft hum of his engine.]

Don't expect to see it anytime soon. We have a lot of living to do.

My Conjunx Endura.

And mine.

( He never, in all of his years, considered having one - a conjunx endura. But now that he has one, well, he can't think of having anyone else. Another press of his lips against Optimus's before he hums thoughtfully. )

We'll have to think of a way to break it to the others.

[As was the same for Optimus. With his position, and the war being as endless as it was, he never saw himself able to settle down like this--then again, he hadn't expected Shockwave to walk back into his life.]

...

[And then, those eyes widen.]

How am I going to tell Prowl.

( That gets a low rumble of laughter from Shockwave, lips turning up into a grin. )

We'll tell him together. I won't send you to the turbofoxes alone.

Are you sure? I'd prefer if you were away from his wrath all together.

[Don't mind him, he's just going to wrap his arms around you now, Albeit somewhat awkwardly.]

( Shockwave will attempt to shift to help make it easier on Optimus. )

I've faced Proteus' and Sentinel's wrath - Prowl's pales in comparison.

[A little spark flickers in those eyes as he helps Shockwave adjust. This was something he could get comfortable with. Giving himself to someone like him.

The one who'd originally stolen his spark.]

Your own wrath is something to be admired.

Admired isn't the word many would use.

( He won't argue with it though. )

He will learn that he won't be able to change our minds, and then maybe he'll come to accept it.

Perhaps they don't see you in the same way I do.

[And they didn't. Optimus was positive of that. Because what they had...He wouldn't have traded it for anything.]

Either way, that's what's going to happen under my command.

I do so love it when you take command, Optimus.

( He says, teasing the other gently. But it's true - why bother denying it? )

[While Optimus is usually oblivious to such things, he can't help but feel that Shockwave's mocking him, if affectionately.]

Then I suppose it's good that I'm a commander. Isn't it.

Very good, actually.

( and he's just going to gently kiss his cheek. because he can. )

the battle of the feels

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject