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Soporific

Summary:

It's been a long, long couple of days and everyone is tired.

Notes:

Written for Day 1 of Dratchrod Week 2025, filling the prompt "Sleep Deprivation" but posting a little late. Oops

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When Drift had threatened to sit on Ratchet to get him to take a break after the pirates attacked and ruined their nice, romantic dinner, Rodimus hadn’t thought he would actually do it. But when Ratchet replied “you wouldn’t dare,” he probably should have expected it. But then it turned out that Drift wasn’t actually quite heavy enough to keep him down and so Rodimus had joined in, too, even though he was supposed to be on the bridge now that his arm was reattached.

And that was how Ultra Magnus found them, when he looked up from the damage long enough to realize the captain was gone. Ratchet had still been fighting, weakly, against the two speedsters pressing him into a medberth and Magnus had asked if he should deliver the current damage reports now or later.

And then that was how their beloved, but chronically sleep deprived, medic finally managed to slip into recharge. And Drift, the traitor, fell offline a few kliks later.

“Shall I wait for our third in command to wake before continuing?” Ultra Magnus asked as Ratchet sighed and wrapped an arm around Rodimus, pulling him close like a comfort toy.

“Nah, it’s fine.” Rodimus gave his partners a fond smile, even though he felt their exhaustion lingering at the edges of his own processor, too. It had been a long couple of days. “He’ll read the report as long as you leave a pad with it for he wakes up.”

“Very well.” Ultra Magnus nodded and returned to his report.

And Rodimus promptly lost the thread as Drift snuggled up against the small of his back. And then, before he realized it, he was slumping over and sliding down into recharge with his partners.

“Honestly, Rodimus.” Ultra Magnus sounded resigned and maybe a little fond, but that had to be his processor playing tricks while he was half asleep. “You could have said you required recharge as well.”

And then Rodimus felt his legs being lifted the rest of the way onto the berth, and Drift and Ratchet were warm against him and it was easier just to cuddle his mates and let himself slide offline.

The last thing he was aware of was a blanket being pulled over all three of them.