Vulnerable (TFP Megatron x F!Reader) ✔️

Chapter 13

Man y'all really gon hate me for this one

Warnings: Cussing; Drew physically abusing reader; implying Drew killed his parents (?)

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      Megatron stayed rooted in his throne. Vehicon after Vehicon bringing in reports which yielded no results in finding his (Y/n), made him grow even more worried and even more annoyed. How could he let her go like that? Why didn't he check to make sure she'd taken her kioten? One slip up, and she was gone.

      Megatron closed his stinging optics, weary from almost no recharge. He didn't want to - not without (Y/n). He didn't like admitting it to anyone but himself - he had grown to be dependent on her presence. Without her, the Vehicons seemed more tense, the hallways were darker, the crew grew more irritated.

      Megatron sighed once more, keeping his optics closed. Why? Why did it have to be this way? If he believed in Primus, he'd be frequently asking Him why this was happening. Yet, even though he doesn't believe, he knows why. Megatron ingested the blood of Unicron, he was doomed to have poor luck and a poor rest of his life cycle.

      The doors opened once again to the throne room, and Megatron found that he had no energy to open his optics. "Who is it?"

      "Knockout, my liege."

      "Have you found her?"

      "No, I apologize. I just came to check in on your health per Soundwave's request."

      Megatron growled. "I'm fine."

      Knockout stayed in place. He shifted his weight from pede to pede. Truth was, he was concerned for his leaders health following the disappearance of his bondmate and commander, as well as her friend, Drew.

      "Why are you still here?" Megatron grumbled, still not opening his optics.

      "Lord Megatron, if you continue to neglect your health, it will not only prove (Y/n)'s point of hypocrisy, but it will...offline you before you get the chance to see her." Knockout spoke lightly.

      At that, Megatron opened his optics. They were like a cat's eyes - they were sharp, narrowed, and stared at him with anger. Knockout knew he was telling the truth, and Megatron technically could not harm him, as he was the only medic the Decepticons had. Megatron huffed and stood.

      "I will only go this once. You will however wake me immediately if anybody finds (Y/n). Do you understand?"

      Knockout nodded. "Yes, my Lord."

      Megatron then turned and left the room, stalking down the hallways. Vehicons stopped talking when he approached, the last week he had spent in his throne room made it weird for the Vehicons to see him outside of it. They guessed he was going to his berthroom, and they'd be right.

      Megatron entered his room, one he wished he would find (Y/n) in. Instead, a picture of them laid on his desk. It had been taken sometime in the period they had Orion on the Nemesis, before (Y/n) voiced her doubts for the first time. The smile (Y/n) had on her face in the photo...Megatron couldn't see if it was fake or not.

      Megatron was holding her in the photo, one optic closed, the other looking at the camera. His lip plating was half pursed as if he was caught trying to give (Y/n) a kiss, and half turned in a smile. He was holding (Y/n) close to him, her back arched. It seemed like (Y/n) had no idea he was trying to kiss her, as her face was fully turned to the camera, both eyes open, and her mouth wide in a smile.