||REQUESTED|| Tf RB Heatwave x High Tide

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  Is it true feelings, or is it pure lust?

  The red firebot had just met one of the hottest mechs in the academy. He was not certain if it was the mech's popularity among the femmes (and a few mechs) or the butterflies in his tank when the mech helped him out with a homework assignment. 

  His processor began to wonder...

  An image of the blue, hunky, strong mech leaning against the wall with his signature (but natural) smirk made the firebot's Spark skip a beat. The firebot sees himself approaching the blue mech with a stack of datapads. The blue mech turns to the red firebot and gave him a small yet handsome grin. The red bot finds the blue mech's muscular servos wrapping around his waist. He drops the datapads, but it magically disappeared. It was like a dream...

  WHAM!

  " 'Ey Red, watch where ye goin'," High Tide snaps. 

  Heatwave nearly dropped his datapads. He finds his face close to High Tide's lower chassis. He looks up, but had to step back a little due to his big chassis. In full embarrassment, Heatwave sprints away, looking down on the floor in a desperate attempt to hide his Energon-blue face, which would've put Chase's navy blue to shame.

  High Tide glances at the firebot's adorable reaction, and softly chuckles to himself. He stops. Did he accidentally instill fear in Heatwave?

  "Red?" the blue bot called out.

  The firebot was already long gone, dropping some datapads on the floor out of panic. High Tide sighed to himself. Does he look menacing to everyone? If so, what makes him look that way? Ultimately, which idiot would carelessly not pick up their important datapads? 

  "Heatwave!" Blades calls out. Heatwave jumps, nearly dropping another datapad. His Spark was strangely beating faster as he felt a giant figure from behind looming over him. Blades stepped back a little, staring at the giant figure behind Heatwave.

  High Tide taps Heatwave's shoulder lightly. "Yer datapads, Red," he told the now-blue-faced mech as he handed him the datapads.

  "Th-thanks," the red bot stammered. He clears his vocal chords before standing straight, acting as if he was taller than High Tide. "Thank you, High Tide."

  "Ye know, if ye need help in anything, I suppose I can spend a little while longer in school te teach ye," High Tide offered. Blades shoots a smirk at Heatwave.

  "Umm, thanks," Heatwave wasn't sure if he should take the blue bot's advice. He turns his helm to Blades and growls at him, causing the orange bot to sprint off, leaving a cloud of dust behind him.

  Heatwave turns back to High Tide just to see him already leaving. Heatwave sighs. How is love going to blossom if he continues on like this?

A/N:
Apologies for making this short, I haven't written in a long time.
Update on what's happening, I just went for a covid test, so now I'm waiting until tomorrow to get the results. Reason why I went was that one of my classmates was tested positive for covid, and I was considered to be in close contact with her. This also means that my school has closed down, so I'm back to online lessons again. Not sure if I am able to write, cuz my school is reopening again on 27th April. I'll give more updates on what is happening to me, and also hopefully update this book as often as I can!


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