Shatter (Transformers), x Male Reader ~New Story~

Chapter 8: Fresh Air

* I am quite happy with how the reviews of the previous chapters turned out, I'm glad everyone liked the viewpoint and my attempt to show the reality of how war really is. This chapter will not be as dark and will prove more interesting...

Does anyone else just love her little smirk? :)*

"My dearest, it is time to wake up~" 

(Y/n) let out a hum as he blinked his eyes open smiling as he saw his beautiful wife lying beside him in bed her loving Red irises watching over him happily.

"Mm, morning." (Y/n) muttered softly and he let a fond smile cross his face.

"Good Morning My Love, come. I won't let you miss breakfast because of work again." His wife ordered him in her typical commanding voice laced with care and love only he would ever hear.

His wife rose from her side of their shared bed, throwing the blankets off her slender but strong body revealing a sight only her husband could bask in.

With the grace of a seasoned warrior, she walked towards the dresser no movements wasted revealing to (Y/n) the sight of his wife in Black Lace underwear and a red tank top.

The woman began to pull the tank top off her chest the clothing item the only thing keeping her upper modesty hidden was now thrown aside.

The woman glanced behind herself with a knowing smirk as she spied her husband staring dreamily.

"No peeking~" She winked at him slyly and retrieved her clothing from the dresser clasping a bra over her chest much to (Y/n) dismay.

His wife then began to put on a fresh pair of her favorite attire buckling a belt onto her suit pants and tucking in her suit shirt into her waist.

(Y/n) himself lazily walked up beside his wife who had just started to put on her usual tie and opened the dresser and put on his favorite t-shirt then a pair of jeans and belt. 

His wife had just finished clipping her Decepticon crest pin to the knot of her tie and examined herself proudly.

"Your butt still looks good in the pants y'know." (Y/n) said cheekily smirking when his wife's cheeks started to tint red. 

"You remind me every day."  She said fighting a smirk.

"I wouldn't if it weren't true." (Y/n) said winking at her.

His wife playfully hit him and lead him to the bedroom door opening it and heading to the kitchen.

"Alright, sweet spark eat your breakfast and get ready for work. We'll both be waiting for you when you come home." His wife said with a loving smile patting her stomach.

(Y/n) smiled he was so happy when she told him yesterday that he was going to sire a sparkling he could not be prouder to be Shatter's husband and spark mate.

Wait, what!?

Suddenly he was sucked from the fantasy jerking himself from his slumber and found himself in his bed alone.

"God damn it." (Y/n) grunted as he put his hands over his face rubbing his eyes.

What was that dream? It felt so real.

(Y/n) laid in his bed for an hour trying to process his strange fantasy.

Shatter is the only female he has interacted with in a long time, could that be the reasoning behind his fantasy?