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"OPTIMUS!" Megatron yells at Optimus while pointing his fusion cannon at him. "Follow me and i will lay my vengeance upon you!"
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Optimus jolted awake, panting, his hands grips the bedsheet hard. It took him awhile to register where he is and what's happening until there's a rustle at the other side of the bed right beside him. It's Megatron, stirring awake because of Optimus' sudden movement.
Optimus can only look at the mech with his brows furrowed, he didn't realize he held his vents until Megatron spoke and he felt a hand, big but gentle, cupping a side of his face.
"Optimus, what's wrong? Are you hurt?." Concern showed in his tone, Optimus began feel the thumb stroking his cheeks softly.
Optimus exvented shakily, his optics blinks for a few times as if to make sure that he's truly awake now. "I saw you ... Pointing your cannon at me, charged, with hatred blazing in your optics ..." Optimus said, his voice barely a whisper, he continued. "I-I thought I'd lose you again." It hurts.
Megatron's optics widen. he studied Optimus' expression, the prime looks hurt while his field flared with confusion and fright. "Optimus." Megatron said, his voice soft. That makes optimus focus on him "My love, im here. That was just a dream. A nightmare." Megatron reassured, soft smile displayed on his face, his hand still on the side of Optimus' face.
Optimus unconsciously leans to the touch, but he didn't reply as if he couldn't believe that this is reality. His jaws tighten, tears building up in his optics.
Then, he felt strong arms wrapped him with warmth.
Megatron hugged him, his hands stroking optimus' back softly. The prime sobbed in his embrace. "I'm here, that was not real, I'm here" he pulls away a little to wipes stray tears that has fallen on Optimus' cheek, he kissed them away before he peppers kisses on the Prime's face. From his forehlm, his nose, his cheeks and then his lips. "I chose this path, i chose you." My life, my world. "And nothing can change it."
Optimus exvented, his field has calmed down. He stayed in Megatron's hold loving the low purr of his engine, it's comforting. No words exchanged but they both knows that this is what they need.
Optimus pulls away first and Megatron lets him, hands still intertwined and they look at each other as they lay back to their helmrest again. "Yes ... Just a dream" optimus said before he lets himself to slowly recharge again with a smile on his faceplate and his field relaxed.
Megatron take a moment to look at Optimus' recharging face, silently making sure that his conjunx sleep well without any nigtmare lingering. He kissed Optimus on his forehelm and wraps his arms around the Prime's frame before closing his optics to join Optimus in the dream realm.
"Sweet dreams, sweetspark."