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Part 1 of Transformers x Reader
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2023-11-16
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Nap Time

Summary:

Optimus comes back from a mission and is greeted by his favorite human.

Notes:

Something short and sweet with our favorite robot husband <3

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It was another regular day at the Autobot base. Optimus and the team had just come back from a particularly rough encounter with the Decepticons which had left them all tired and sore. He lets out a deep sigh, feeling his joints start to ache in pain.

 

He scans the area with his optics, looking for a specific human. Said human perks their head up at the sound of his heavy footsteps approaching as a large smile forms on their face.

 

“You’re back!” They chirp happily as they get up from the desk they’re sitting at to hug his leg affectionately.

 

He lets out a deep chuckle as he goes to gently hold them in his large servo.

 

“Hello little one. What have you been up to today while I’ve been gone?” Optimus asks while his other servo gently pets their head. They lean their smaller body into his touch while letting out a content noise.

 

“I’ve just been reading here and listening to Ratchet explain a formula for a new invention he’s making," they explain, pointing to the medic who’s currently busy tinkering at his workstation.

 

The Prime nods his helm in thought as he continues to pet their head softly.

 

They look up at him with a slight pout.

 

“I missed you while you were gone.”

 

This earns a smile from him as he places a comforting digit on their cheek.

 

“As did I, sweetspark," he softly says as he starts walking to his berth room with them still sitting in his servo. When the two of them arrive at his room, he closes the door behind him before gently setting them down on the large pillows.

 

Optimus sits on the edge of the berth beside them, his helm turning to face their smaller form. He notices that they’ve changed into more comfy clothes, their body now laying on the pillow comfortably as they let out a quiet yawn.

 

“How did the mission go?” They ask curiously with a head tilt. He laughs slightly at the cute gesture.

 

“It could’ve gone better on our part. There were a lot more Decepticons than we originally anticipated, though we managed to make it through in the end," he assures them with a gentle look.

 

“Well as long as you all came back safe, that’s all that matters," they say with a smile as they climb onto his chassis to nuzzle against his faceplate.



Optimus smiles fondly at this.



“You seem to be in a very affectionate mood today, little one. Is something on your mind?”

 

They shake their head no while they continue to lean their head against his faceplate.

 

“Not really. I’ve just missed getting to cuddle with you this week," they admit in embarrassment while they nervously fidget with their fingers. This earns a deep rumble from the Prime.

 

“There’s no need to be so embarrassed about wanting my attention. You’re always free to ask for affection whenever you want, dear. I’d be happy to give it all to you.”

 

He presses a light kiss against their cheek tenderly. They give a small smile before letting out another yawn as their eyes start to grow heavy. Optimus picks up on this quickly.

 

“Feeling tired?”

 

They give a slight nod as their eyes start to slowly close. At the sight of this, Optimus decides to switch into his mass displacement mode so that he can hold them in his arms properly.

 

He pulls them closer to his chassis as he uses one of his servos to bring the blanket laying on the berth around the two of them. He can feel their hand clinging onto his servo while they bury their face further into the blanket. His optics admire their cute form with a soft coo.

 

“It looks like you’ve grown quite tired, so I suppose a nap is in order, yes?”

 

He hears them give a tired mumble in agreement as they turn their head to look at him.

 

“Love you," they mutter sleepily as they close their eyes again, resting their head against his large chassis comfortably. The autobot can’t help the large grin that spreads across his faceplate in adoration.

 

“I love you too, my dear sweetspark. Get some rest for me, alright?” He says in a low whisper as he closes his optics, his body finally going into recharge with them in his arms.

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