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Some sort of virus had been going around the building lately, leaving almost half the Primes unable to work, and it seemed like Prima was becoming one of them.
The virus was nothing to be completely worried about, just that time of year again, but it was difficult to work while sick.
Currently, Prima’s symptoms were only that of a cough, but he knew that it was going to get worse from here.
One Prime that didn’t seem affected, and honestly, Prima never had seen sick before, was Megatronus.
Megatronus and Prima had been together for a long time now, Megatronus had seen Prima through his sickness before, but Prima had never seen Megatronus sick before.
Prima made his way to their shared quarters after a long day at work. He had a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to work the next day. Inside their quarters was Megatronus, reading a data pad quietly. As soon as he heard the door open, his optics brightened. Prima immediately went to Megatronus, curling up to his side. Megatronus put down his data pad, and wrapped an arm around Prima.
“Are you okay, love?”
Prima mumbled. “How do you not get sick?”
Megatronus tapped his mask. Of course.
Prima’s hand followed Megatronus’, caressing the mask.
“Lucky…” he muttered.
Megatronus’ optics squinted as he laughed, grabbing Prima’s hand into his own.
“You never take off your mask…”
The purple bot brought his free hand to his mask, and slowly, unclicked it, releasing it.
“I almost never take my mask off.”
He was right. Only a couple of other bots had ever seen Megatronus’ face. Primus…
And Prima.
Prima felt proud that Megatronus trusted him enough to show his face, especially now when Prima was sick, and he could very well get sick.
Megatronus leaned down and softly kissed Prima, who immediately took his own free hand and cupped the other’s face.
Prima pulled back with a laugh that turned into a cough. “Aren’t you afraid you’ll get sick?”
Megatronus laughed as he put his mask back on. “I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
*
Prima awoke in Megatronus’ arms, and with a cough.
Not his own, though.
“Megatronus?”
Megatronus sat up, having to take his mask off to get the cough out.
”Are you okay?”
“…I…may have caught your sickness.”