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Bumblebee let out a puff of air from his vents, his Cybertronion equivalent of a content sigh. The cool breeze of the Earth's night slipped over his frame with ease, however, was not enough to force the Autobot into moving from his spot, gracefully laid out on the ground outside the ARK.
His peaceful, blue optics were glued to the velvety black sky, his processor tracking the constellations and planet positions. When something rustled on his golden chestplates, the youngest team member's optics was met with brown eyes and a grateful smile.
Bumblebee smiled back at his charge and best friend Spike Witwicky before gently laying his hand over the boy's slowly chilling body. With a pleasured sigh, the teenager snuggled back into the warmth his guardian's spark was effectively pulsing before drifting off into a deep sleep.
The Beetle's smile widened before his optics once again absorbed the beauty, the calmness and the silence this Earth night was graciously offering.
Not to mention, the peacefulness. Bumblebee's processor reminded as he subconsciously tightened his grip on the boy.