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It was a slow day at the firehouse, everyone was doing their own thing, Blades was particularly engrossed in the latest episode of his favorite baking show exclaiming that the contestant was using the wrong kind of flour to Heatwave who was practically making heart eyes at him while he explained.
Heatwave honestly wasn’t listening to whatever Blades was saying, much more focused on drinking in how pretty Blades looked when he was excited about something, he must’ve been staring at his lips for too long because Blades paused, looked around and gave him a quick kiss. Heatwave chased his lips and connected them again before Blades pushed him away with a servo. “Wave c’mon not here”
Heatwave rolled his optics dramatically before crossing his arms and sitting as far away from Blades as he could with a huff, side eyeing him “you kissed me” he grumbled. Blades sighed, and Heatwave couldn’t help but smirk, grabbing his servo and squeezing, he yanked Blades close to him, wrapping an arm around his waist. Blades settled against him without a word, resting his helm on Heatwaves shoulder with a content hum, still holding his servo. It was so peaceful, they couldn’t help but melt into each other's warmth, Blades couldn’t even stay focused on the show his optic shudders felt so heavy. He wasn’t gonna recharge… just rest his optics for a second, that's all.
He blearily came online to the sound of giggling and camera shutters, he groaned and shifted away from the noise against heatwave who immediately held onto him tighter, the room erupted into a chorus of laughter and Blades optics shot online. Heatwave did as well because they literally leapt away from each other as if they’d been burned, the whole fragging family was there, Kade had his phone out and there was too much happening for Blades’ half awake processor to handle. Embarrassment, anger at being discovered, anger at himself for falling asleep, too many emotions, Blades was damn near ready to run outside and fly away.
Thank Primus, Cody was already doing damage control and talking heatwave down, who looked stuck between furious and mortified, Kade put his phone away and Blades made a mental note to steal it later. The ringing in his audials was a little too loud for comfort, it's fine this is fine, heatwave was already blaming him for this which was fine, why was everyone looking at him? Frag he wasn’t listening, did they ask him something?
He forced his finials to rise back to their normal spot and shrugged, that appeared to satisfy them and they all looked to Charlie who shooed them all away back to wherever they’d crawled out from to torment them. It was always going to have to be like this, they probably already knew, heatwave stormed out of the room and it was just Blades and Charlie.
He was sort of frozen in place, unable to look at Charlie, feeling as if he’d disappointed him somehow but not wanting to leave and face Dani’s interrogation. The hand on his pede snapped him out of his revere, when did Charlie move? “It’s alright Blades, calm down”. It was strange but at the command he released a vent he didn’t know he’d been holding, finials lowering back down to reflect his tumultuous emotions.
“Walk with me Blades”, and he did, finding his systems slowly returning to normal the more he moved besides the gnawing anxiety of the scolding he was probably going to receive. They ended up at the helipad and Charlie sat near the ledge, letting his legs hang off the side as he pat the area next to him beckoning Blades to join him.
“It’s alright if you and Heatwave are together.” Blades covered his face plate with his servos, face burning with embarrassment “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make it so obvious, it won’t affect our rescues I promis-” Charlie laughed softly, “really it's fine, it’s hard to hide when you’re in love.” he paused seemingly contemplating his next words before he spoke.
“My wife and I… we met the same way, at work I mean, we had to hide it or else we’d get fired.” Charlie laughed quietly to himself, looking out at the sunset that painted the horizon orange and gold, “We were always sneaking off, or having to enter the station separately so we wouldn’t get found out. You two remind me of how we were a lot.”
Blades was floored, Charlie has NEVER spoken of his conjux before, what was he supposed to say? “Thank you” Blades muttered, “We actually knew each other before work though” Charlie looked inquisitive, gesturing for Blades to continue. So blades did, telling Charlie of how Heatwave was always injured in the clinic he worked at as a medical student, and how he’d always refuse treatment and try to hobble out on his own.
Blades laughed while recounting the stories, fond remembrance washing away his previous embarrassment. “One time he’d tried to crawl into the ceiling to escape, I had to chase him through the vents!” Blades sighed, the laughter suddenly leaving him, “It hurts to know we’ll never go back to that”. That's when Charlie leaned against him “I’ve come to learn it's better to be glad that you got to have those memories rather than mourn how you’ll never make more”
Blades nodded, “Yeah, you’re right”