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“What did you do? ”
Dinobot snarled, looming over you from behind. Sat at your desk in your room, you fiddled away with whatever you could. Laying in bed was, unfortunately, not an option right now, and fuck were you bored. Turning to face Dinobot, you look at him confused. You could register he made a sound, but you couldn’t tell what he actually said.
“Sorry, what?”
He squinted at you, leaning down. Were you fucking with him or did you actually miss what he said? You grab at your ear, pulling it this way and that until that satisfying little pop sounds and you can actually fucking hear .
“ What did you do? ”
“Oh, uh..” You smile sheepishly up at him, rubbing at your ear lobe. “I. uh, cut the shit out of my ear canal trying to clean it. In both ears. So my hearing is shot for…. At least a week? Maybe two?”
Dinobot sighs, dragging a clawed servo across his face. His favorite idiot has hurt himself again, go figure.
“And you did that
because?
”
“To be fair, it wasn’t on purpose. Normally I’m very careful when I do it, but fucking hell, I was itchy and I couldn’t stop. The OCD demanded I keep going and well. Here I am. In hell.”
He is continually confused by your way of speaking and your many,
many
ailments, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t worried. Grabbing your face, careful where he plants his claws, he turns your head side to side. Your ears are definitely red and swollen. He gives an experimental touch to one, watching you wince and pull away. Oh yeah, it’s bad. Dinobot sighs, patting the top of your head.
“If you need anything, you
will
let me know, human.”
“What?”
Dinobot groans softly, facepalming. “Fucking idiot…”