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||REQUESTED|| Tfp Bumblebee x Decepticon Mech Reader - I Promise

Requested by the beloved Alpha_Male_
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(B/F/N) - Best Friend Name

  "Bumblebee, I would like to have you hold responsibility of the prison cells part of the warship while Bulkhead directs the working class Decepticon."

  Bumblebee nods. "Understood, Optimus."

  The just-promoted warrior walks into the prison cells, where the Decepticons were split into two groups. Optimus had been convincing them to stray from their original path, and head toward a path of redemption and peace. Knockout had already split the lost souls into two groups: one group for those who chose redemption, while another is for stubborn, poor souls. 

  You were part of the redemption group. Your best friend was at the other side, giving you a furious glare as if you just stole his last Energon cube. You felt his glare grow more and more ferocious before he snapped.

  "You promised that we would do everything together!" he yells. You feel your Spark break as you look at your only genuine friend. "You're thinking like an Autobot, and that's disgusting! You won't be anyone if you turn to their ways, you won't be anything!"

  "Silence!" a yellow mech ordered. Bots near you pat your shoulder blade gently in comfort. 

  "TRAITOR!" your 'friend' yelled at you. Your optics stung as your Spark felt like it was stabbed. You hear the bots around you murmur as you struggle to balance yourself. 

-[]-

  You dashed in front of a random mech, making the blow of the bulky bot hit you instead. You swiped your pede behind you, making the mech behind fall as you let the force of the blow push you toward a wall.

  You remember hearing the bulky bot laugh as he walks away, boasting to his friends about a "pathetic mech trying to rescue the loner of the school". That random mech, who briefly introduced himself as (B/F/N), quickly tended to your wounds. 

  "Why does he call you 'a loner'?" you asked, holding in your hisses of pain. 

  "I lost my parental units when the medics couldn't save them from an unknown disease. The lead of the medics, Ratchet, placed me in foster care, but I ran away, striving to live by myself," (B/F/N) explained as his voice began to break.

  "Hey, hey, I'm here for you," you smiled, pulling him into a hug. 

  "Really?" (B/F/N) asked.

  "I promise to do everything with you, so you would never be lonely ever again."

-[]-

  BZZT!

  Bumblebee quickly shoved a stasis cuff on the snapper con. Seeing your only friend shut his optics, staying completely still, caused you to faint. The yellow mech notices, pushing everyone out of his way as he catches you. 

  "Arcee! Smokescreen! Prepare the med bay!"

  The warrior carries you close to his chassis as he rushes into the med bay, leaving a 'redemption con' in charge. 

  You felt a dark figure sitting beside the medical berth as you opened your optics.

  "Hey, how are you feeling?" the warrior asked.

  HIs blue optics twitched, looking at you in concern. You looked away, trying not to let the memory of your friend haunt you.

  "We're planning on helping your friend," the bug continued. "He just had a bad experience in life. We want him to give life another shot, and hopefully have him go into the path of good. I know you want him to see the reason you want change."

  You do want to. You really do.

  "Want me to stay here?" Bumblebee asked.

  You nod. Something in your Spark tells you to trust him. It was either his build or his broad chassis that you could not stop staring at.

  "I promise to help you."

A/N:
Writer's block is trying to kill me. Sorry if this was short and bad. I have exams coming soon at 8th March, hope I don't die by then!