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He held up two sashes from his wardrobe “Which one?”
“You look good in everything, either works.”
Knockout rolled his optics “I know that!”
He huffed
“Now I just need to make sure all those Auto-rats know it too.”
Bumblebee raised an optic ridge at that, a teasing smile on his face “You’re an ‘Auto-rat’ too ya know.”
He hummed at the response
“Not many of them see it that way.”
“Although I suppose I can’t entirely ignore their displeasure, I only switched sides near the end of the war after all.”
He muttered as he fiddled with the two sashes in his claws.
Bee’s optics softened as he looked at his partner.
“Plenty of bots switched sides at the last second of battles.”
“You did what you had to do, plus it was the Autobots you chose at the end.”
“Besides, they’ll get over it sooner or later with how well you dazzle any bot you meet”
Knockout lets out a chuckle at his sweet Bee’s words, walking over to him and placing a kiss on his cheek.
He raises his claws “Now again, which sash?” Holding the two, one in each servo.
Bee sighs
“Uhh, the silvery one?”
Knockout nods
“The copper one it is.”
Bee gapes at him
“Hey! I thought you asked me for my opinion.”
“Bee dearest, as stunning as you are. Fashion is not your forte.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Your doorwings used to be covered in stickers from Earth, for Primus sake. It took forever to clean those off you.” He reminded “And the sticky residue it left behind.”
Bee rolled his optics, standing up and helping Knockout affix his sash “But you love me~”
He huffs “Thankfully for you, I do.”
He turns and they share one final kiss before heading out.
